Brick Man - Yowda, Rick Ross

I’m the brick man, the brick man

Lil nigga with me, hitman, he the stick man

I don’t fuck around with 30 rounders cause that shit jam

Promethazine got me leaning, boy I need a kickstand

Pussy niggas quit riding dick, but your bitch can

You run up on this foreign whip, my four-fifth blam

I got all this out the kitchen, boy I used to shift yams

A magician with that whippin', nigga I can switch hands

I’m the brick man

Get it white, or get this shit tan

COB with me, I need my cash soon as this shit land

Nigga, muthafucka, broke bitch, I told her kick cans

Money callin', ain’t no time for dinner, had to switch plans

I’m the brick man

Brick man, brick man

They call me the brick man, the brick man

She call me the brick man, the brick man

Hit my line up for them bricks, man, them bricks, man (Boss)

They call me the brick man, brick man

They call me the brick man, the brick man

She call me the brick man, the brick man

Hit my line up for them bricks, man, them bricks, man

The only thing I ever fear is going broke

Look at how I roll, you know who sold the most

My homie known for trafficking and semi toting

Her sneakers cost two grand, I call them penny loafers

I’m the one they really out here killin' over

They really wanna cross you when they feel it’s over

I bought a bitch a scholarship to Villanova

I taught her politics and how to kill opponents

Got four hundred G’s off in my man-purse

Why you hatin' on me, prayin' I get jammed first

Breaker-Breaker, can I get a kilo, homie?

Got the money with me, just don’t put the people on me

Brick man, brick man

They call me the brick man, the brick man

She call me the brick man, the brick man

Hit my line up for them bricks, man, them bricks, man (Boss)

They call me the brick man, brick man

They call me the brick man, the brick man

She call me the brick man, the brick man

Hit my line up for them bricks, man, them bricks, man (Boss)