St. Brick Intro Lyrics - Gucci Mane

An igloo full of snow and a white stove 

House full of naked hoes snortin' blow 

Its so lonely at the top, plus its real cold 

A house full of hoes and they cookin' blow 

I'm in zone six aka the North Pole 

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Middle of the winter I pull up in a vert 

It's the middle of December she pulled up in a skirt 

Santa Claus of the hood 

I pull up with the work 

They call me East Atlanta Santa 

Run up on me get murked 

I'm just trappin' through the snow 

Sellin' nine half a bricks in four ways 

Over the hills we go 

Got an extendo and an AK (gra, gra, gra) 

I'm a neighborhood philanthropist 

I'm sellin' bales of cannabis 

Preachin' like an evangelist 

But I don't fuck with amateurs 

I drive spiders, yeah, tarantulas 

My diamonds are immaculate 

I'm not on no romantic shit 

But I'm cookin' cocaine, candle lit 

I'm so trill, your hoe can't handle it 

But damn, that bitch can suck a dick 

Skeeted on her face and lip 

Guwop can't fuck no basic bitch 

The teacher teachin' arithmetic 

Show you how to whip a brick 

Learn you how you run your clique 

And told you how to kill a snitch 

My young girl she a freaky chick 

But damn she on that sneaky shit 

Ran off with a half a zip 

And now I got to slap a trick 

All these record labels broke as shit 

Ricky Dinky record shit 

I sell more meth than a Mexican 

My dog food yea its excellent 

I done started sellin' Christmas tree 

I'm tryna jingle bells hoe 

Its Christmas time its Hollis, Queens 

I'm stompin' in my shell toes 

Christmas time in '96 

I asked Santa for twelve goals 

But now Guwop got gifts to give 

But I don't fuck with twelve though 

Santa Claus in the city, bag full of goodies 

I wish these faggot-ass cops would let a nigga live 

I'm tryna come down the chimney with a 100 mil 

I'm the Bricksquad boss I'm like Santa Claus