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"Bricks & Walls" is a track by French Montana, from the album Coke Wave, released 6th February 2009. Full lyrics are available below.
Lyrics
[Hook] To my niggas behind the bricks and walls When you come home Them hoes and bottles on me The streets my home They don't love you till you're gone [Verse] One o'clock, two o'clock, three o'clock rock 5 series, 6 series, 7 series drop They falter, the multi- Million dollar boy, i feel insulted No business with emotions I came from roaches To deers in my backyard, now where I'm going? My vision blurred, I couldn't tell you that far I'm out for cash and fiends throw the rock on the glass like the backboard This for my mans, till the end I look back for 'em That did the crime, did the time, then to you I tilt my hat for Homey my guns ring like telethons, intercoms They get all in your skin like silicon Still I'm goin, top off, locked jaw A hot boy, I get higher than the top floor One drop, two drops, three drops roll up One shot, two shots, three shots, load up! I see it now, never let em see you down Hunnid rounds in the clip, silencers, you wouldn't hear a sound Eat dirt, stole cash out my momma purse Now I spend ten stacks on my momma purse Cursin and outta jail My nigga Max two million dollar bail Coke Wave nigga, 2 million sale Grease got the recipe and you can tell I'm Gordon Ramsey You know I chef it up like a lobster tail! On Canal I get it free, nah it ain't ten a key Look homey it's 35, I dont know who told you lies Strip hot, drop like flip-flops, no ceiling Go snowmobiling on my wrist watch Bitch watch me like Pay-per-view, this my come up Watch me take one brick then make it two Made it through the hurricane, nah I didn't know the name Montana, you dont need no Arm & Hammer
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