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Bricksquad Lyrics - Singles - Wacka Flocka Flame

[Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame] 

I said my necklace - iced out 

My left wrist - iced out 

Waka flaka, best stay out my lane because I'm thugged out 

Niggas gettin drugged out 

You know what my clique bout 

Hit em with a bottle stomp his mutha fuckin lights out 

Hands on deck make a nigga pull a tool out 

Ballin this year I ain't gon stop until I wild out 

Wild out wild out gudda gudda wild out wild out 

Wild out waka flaka wild out young money bricksquad young money 

 

[Chorus:] 

Young money brick squad [x2] 

Young money [x3] 

Brick squad 

Young money brick squad [x2] 

Brick squad [x4] 

[Repeat] 

 

[Verse 2: Waka Flocka Flame] 

Gudda waka flacka heyyy 

For the cash I'll wrap a nigga ass up 

Run un up in his house jim carrey style masked up 

We the new wu tang the new no limits 

The new NWA what's up snoop n dre 

Can't forget eazy e ice cubes on my neck 

Fuzzy screamin waka waka bitch I got that check 

I don't needa flex but I gotta ball 

Money yao ming, yes it's that tall 

Yo I'm gudda gudda 

Whatsup gudda gudda 

I got rotten apple blood in my veins 

 

[Chorus:] 

Young money brick squad [x2] 

 

Young money [x3] 

Brick squad 

Young money brick squad [x2] 

Brick squad [x4] 

[Repeat] 

 

[Verse 3: Gudda Gudda] 

Young money nigga I'm a rep till the death 

You can see the ym tatted on my neck 

All my niggas wild choppas on deck 

Stomp a nigga out demand I respect 

Me n waka flacka got the hand on the tech 

N it's cash on delivery for handin my check 

Nigga I don't talk much but when I do bitch pay me 

Big money heavy weight you can ask baby 

Birdman schooled me wayne told me do me 

N stack big paper up no need for loose leaf 

My rubberband stacks can't fold into knots 

I decapitate the top with two hoes in the drop 

I'm countin up the money till my hands get blisters 

Told my bitch to come help me we can count it up quicka nigga 

Real nigga music they talkin we do's it 

Free my nigga weezy n free my nigga gucci 

Young money 

 

[Chorus:] 

Young money brick squad [x2] 

Young money [x3] 

Brick squad 

Young money brick squad [x2] 

Brick squad [x4] 

[Repeat]