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meek mill – bricks lyrics

[intro: meek mill]
hey hey hey hey hey
hey hey hey hey hey hey
we getting money b-tch

[hook: meek mill]
thirty thousand that’s a brick on me
the n-gga steady hating but his b-tch on me
she say she love the way them diamonds glist on me
you gon’ need some prune juice you trying to sh-t on me

[verse 1: meek mill]
thirty thousand, n-gga that’s a brick
thirty shots up in this ladder n-gga that’s a clip
north side who ya with
i got some south side shooters that’ll do you quick
i got some west side n-ggas that’ll move the bricks
and some east side n-ggas that’ll do the sh-t
it’s the hustle in the building we moving b-tch
diamonds in that audemar that’s a stupid wrist
ya i got stacks on deck
my n-gga me just hit me up said he back on deck
everywhere i move around i keep a strap on deck
a n-gga act like its a movie and get clapped on set
talking money i’m ’bout that
a n-gga say its beef i’m thinking outback
forty [?], p-ssies go back
i met her ten minutes, the seven with the top back

[hook: meek mill]

[verse 2: meek mill]
rockstar lifestyle mike don’t make it
bottles of ciroc sh-t i might, don’t chase it
told it to the feds that i ain’t got no [?]
my n-ggas only f-ck with that white they racist
we balling, i’m talking spalding
you’s a weirdo, i’m talking carlton
at the club i tell [?] to let me bartend
give it to the waiter tell the hoes its open bar then
i’m like hater how you been
brought my glizzy to the club and you know i got it in
baby i want a ménage and i know you got a friend
allergic to losing so you know i gotta win
i’m white boy f-cked up
run and tell them other p-ssy n-ggas that their luck’s up
trash -ss b-tches i’mma put them in a dump truck
[?] you bumped up

[hook: meek mill]

[verse 3: meek mill]
whip talk for me it say n-gga you ain’t as strong as me
watch talk for me it say b-tch you coming home with me
glock talk for me it say you don’t want to rumble me
if you swing a punch them shots gon’ sting you like a bumblebee
you heard me that’s real rap
cocaine colored range where phil at
when i pull up in an aston i k!lled that
sh-tting on these n-ggas i ain’t even sign a deal yet
i’m gone

- meek mill lyrics

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