B & B - OJ Da Juiceman

I want some bricks and some bales

Bricks and some bales (3x)

I want some bricks and some bales

Bricks and some bales (3x)

I want some bricks and some bales, keep my pockets swell

Heavy clientele, work my wrist well

If I go to jail, I would never tell

Point me to my cell, just bring me my mail

I know I’m going to Heaven ‘cause I already done went through Hell

In the club I’m balling but I’m trapping like a snail

Playing with the white, same color as the sails

Posted in the hood, man I’m tryna make a sell

Bricks, ounces, deuces, gas by the bale

Screech on my chain, it was saved by the bell

All I ever wanted was some bricks and some bales

Bouldercrest El Chapo, mayor

Cooking up the white, same color as the mayo

Hop up out the Coupe, all the hoes be like «Aye, O»

Working with the bricks, mayo on the payroll

Wrapping up the bricks like they did a roll

I want some bricks and some bales

Bricks and some bales (3x)

I want some bricks and some bales

Bricks and some bales (3x)