"17 Brick Squad (So Icey Boyz)" lyrics
DJ Holiday & Gucci Mane Lyrics
(feat. Frenchie, Waka Flocka Flame & Wooh da Kid)
[Gucci Mane:]
My house so big kids playing Where's Waldo?
Me and yo bitch playing hide and go dick
Imma let her ride dick, she my ride or die bitch
If her nigga catch her cheatin', he gon dot her eye quick
See my car so fast, hit the gas, then I'm outta here
M6 Beamer like a jet without landing gear
My closet like a Gucci store, crazy, its stupid
Can't buy my own shit, keep on buyin' new shit
I'm dumb, I'm so stupid, someone please get me a tutor
Your daughter is a snorter, so I give the cocaine to her
I'm a monster, eatin' steak and pasta, cause I'm a G
She a model, she like to swallow, cause she a freak
[Frenchie:]
They say Frenchie flexin', yes, I'm goin' hard inside the paint
Gon' be brain when I fire, Brick Squad got the pain
Come against us, why bother, nigga?
Steady came up, come harder, nigga
You a [?] you shine like one, nah, I'm your father, nigga
[?] on deck (1017 got long bread)
Double chain, double bird, with a double like butter on cornbread
I like my bitches grown, if I get her home, make her give er dome
Have her blowin' dick like a saxophone
[?] take off, My shirt I take off
I'm on my grind, like Tony Hawk on a skateboard
Pussy never paid for, pussy pay me
Why you got them dice for? Pussy nigga pay me
Frenchie!
[Waka Flocka Flame:]
I'm so fuckin' iced up when I give 'em hell
Quarter brick, 20 bails, that's all a nigga need
Green chicken chain, call it 1017
Mix the soda with the cola, I can buy my drinks
I can fit 80, 000 in these 7 jeans
I'm the shootest thing in shooter, put these arms straight through ya
Flocka always workin', chains swanging, diamond surfin'
Mama callin', but I'm workin', caught y'all brick lurkin'
Mic check 1-2, beat a nigga black blue
Flow poison, rat food, strip his ass down to nude
For 1 reason (please dude)
Flocka Flocka Flocka Flocka
Eat a nigga like [?], light his ass up with the K
Waka Flocka!
[Wooh da Kid:]
Wooh Da Kid my name, I'm that guy
Supersized strap, for all you small fries
First class shit, you niggas stand by
You can't see like a nigga wit a glass eye
I put on for my niggas on lockdown
Until Young Joey make it out, here's a mack round
Hey, hey, You don't want no pistol play
So Icey Jack Boys, everydays a holiday
Hood bitch talkin' shit bout a nigga stash
My stomach touchin' my pack, I just can't let it pass
You better watch what you're saying to a freak bitch
Surfin' all around ya house, I think I'm sea sick
My house so big kids playing Where's Waldo?
Me and yo bitch playing hide and go dick
Imma let her ride dick, she my ride or die bitch
If her nigga catch her cheatin', he gon dot her eye quick
See my car so fast, hit the gas, then I'm outta here
M6 Beamer like a jet without landing gear
My closet like a Gucci store, crazy, its stupid
Can't buy my own shit, keep on buyin' new shit
I'm dumb, I'm so stupid, someone please get me a tutor
Your daughter is a snorter, so I give the cocaine to her
I'm a monster, eatin' steak and pasta, cause I'm a G
She a model, she like to swallow, cause she a freak
[Frenchie:]
They say Frenchie flexin', yes, I'm goin' hard inside the paint
Gon' be brain when I fire, Brick Squad got the pain
Come against us, why bother, nigga?
Steady came up, come harder, nigga
You a [?] you shine like one, nah, I'm your father, nigga
[?] on deck (1017 got long bread)
Double chain, double bird, with a double like butter on cornbread
I like my bitches grown, if I get her home, make her give er dome
Have her blowin' dick like a saxophone
[?] take off, My shirt I take off
I'm on my grind, like Tony Hawk on a skateboard
Pussy never paid for, pussy pay me
Why you got them dice for? Pussy nigga pay me
Frenchie!
[Waka Flocka Flame:]
I'm so fuckin' iced up when I give 'em hell
Quarter brick, 20 bails, that's all a nigga need
Green chicken chain, call it 1017
Mix the soda with the cola, I can buy my drinks
I can fit 80, 000 in these 7 jeans
I'm the shootest thing in shooter, put these arms straight through ya
Flocka always workin', chains swanging, diamond surfin'
Mama callin', but I'm workin', caught y'all brick lurkin'
Mic check 1-2, beat a nigga black blue
Flow poison, rat food, strip his ass down to nude
For 1 reason (please dude)
Flocka Flocka Flocka Flocka
Eat a nigga like [?], light his ass up with the K
Waka Flocka!
[Wooh da Kid:]
Wooh Da Kid my name, I'm that guy
Supersized strap, for all you small fries
First class shit, you niggas stand by
You can't see like a nigga wit a glass eye
I put on for my niggas on lockdown
Until Young Joey make it out, here's a mack round
Hey, hey, You don't want no pistol play
So Icey Jack Boys, everydays a holiday
Hood bitch talkin' shit bout a nigga stash
My stomach touchin' my pack, I just can't let it pass
You better watch what you're saying to a freak bitch
Surfin' all around ya house, I think I'm sea sick
