"Young Money Brick Squad" lyrics
"Young Money Brick Squad"
Bow
Love Dinero, nigga
Flocka (Yuh)
Brick— Brick— Brick—
Bricksquad
That nigga Lex Luger
I said my necklace (Iced out), my left wrist (Iced out)
Waka Flocka Flame, stay out my lane because I'm (Thugged out)
Niggas get (Drugged out), you know what my (Clique 'bout)
Hit him wit a bottle, stomp his motherfucking (Lights out)
Hands on deck, make a nigga pull a tool out
Balling this year, I ain't gon' stop until I foul out
Wild out, wild out, Gudda Gudda wild out
Wild out, wild out, Waka Flocka wild out
Young Money, Bricksquad
Young Money, Bricksquad
Young Money, Young Money, Young Money, Bricksquad
Young Money, Bricksquad
Young Money, Bricksquad
Bricksquad, Bricksquad, Bricksquad, Bricksquad
Young Money, Bricksquad
Young Money, Bricksquad
Young Money, Young Money, Young Money, Bricksquad
Young Money, Bricksquad
Young Money, Bricksquad
Bricksquad, Bricksquad, Bricksquad, Bricksquad
Flocka, Waka, Flocka, Waka, yeah
Get jumped in the club
Gudda, Waka Flocka, hey
Gudda, Waka Flocka, hey
Gudda, Waka Flocka, hey
Gudda, Waka Flocka, hey
For the cash, I'll wrap a nigga's ass up
Run up in his house Jim Carrey-style, masked up
We the new Wu-Tang, the new No Limit
The new N.W.A., what's up, Snoop and Dre?
Can't forget Eazy-E, ice cubes on my neck
Fozzie screaming, "Waka waka", bitch, I got that check
I don't need no flex, but I got to ball
Money Yao Ming, yes, it's that tall
But I'm gutta, gutta, what's up, Gudda Gudda?
I got rotten apple blood in my veins
I reversed the slave route, it's from up north to down south
No more mean mugs at my shows, throwing green love
Green flags, green love, su woo to the P's, blood
Young Money, Bricksquad
Young Money, Bricksquad
Young Money, Young Money, Young Money, Bricksquad
Young Money, Bricksquad
Young Money, Bricksquad
Bricksquad, Bricksquad, Bricksquad, Bricksquad
Young Money, Bricksquad
Young Money, Bricksquad
Young Money, Young Money, Young Money, Bricksquad
Young Money, Bricksquad
Young Money, Bricksquad
Bricksquad, Bricksquad, Bricksquad, Bricksquad
Writer(s): Juaquin Malphurs
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- Waka Flocka Flame Lyrics
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