Soulja Boy – Bricks (Big Soulja Album)

[Intro:]
Yuh
Yeah
Soulja
Police checkin my phone so I need 40 of them things
Soulja
Rich Gang, SODMG
Loud, loud
Don’t play with it
I got bricks, bricks
Ridin with this shit, let’s go
Young Soulja Boy, I’m down to hit a lick (trappin)
That loud, loud
I got loud (let’s go)

[Hook:]
I got bricks, bricks
I got bricks, bricks
Bricks bricks bricks
I got bricks, bricks
Ridin with this shit
Down to hit a lick (let’s go)
Ridin with them bricks (them bricks)
Rollin with them bricks (I got em)
Brick, bricks, bricks, bricks
I got bricks, bricks, bricks, bricks (turn up)
Ridin with the shit (let’s go)
Down to hit a lick (I got em)
Ridin with them bricks
Rollin with them bricks

[Verse 1:]
I got bricks, bricks
You know I got the racks (let’s go)
You want a Bentley, that’s 250 racks
I walk inside the club, I got lean, I got Act
Fuck with me Shawty and I won’t even text
SOD, Money Gang, we done broke the bank
Rich Gang, Soulja Boy be blowin on this thing
Ridin through the city and my cup full of drink
In my Ferrari and it got that candy paint
Ridin foreign whips and I stay getting cash
IPhone 5, they can’t bring me all my racks
Smoking on that kush and I stay spending stacks
They say the bank closed, well I open up the racks
Walk inside the vault, I see bands, I see rings
Walk inside this club, I spend bandz, I spend grands
Million dollars niggas, catch me on my tour bus
Million dollar niggas, hunned dollars for a haircut

[Hook:]
I got bricks, bricks
I got bricks, bricks
I got bricks, bricks
I got bricks, bricks
Rollin with them bricks
Ridin with them bricks
Ridin with them bricks
Rollin with them bricks
I got bricks, bricks
I got bricks, bricks
I got bricks, bricks, bricks, bricks
Ridin with them bricks
Burn them with a lick
Soulja run with them bricks
Ridin with them bricks

[Verse 2:]
Stuntin is a habit, I’m in love with racks
I’m in love with cash, I love to hit licks
Ridin with that iPhone5 talkin bricks
On the tex with my plug, cold wars and shit
Flexin like a bitch, Soulja Boy don’t move sloppy
I just hit a lick, time to cop that Bugatti
Ridin with that new choppa
Nigga try me, body drop
Pistol pop, block is hot
Soulja got them bands in that stamp
Bracelet on my wrist cost a chicken (damn)
Catch me in my condo water whippin (damn)
Soulja Boy in love with that gold shit (damn)
Soulja Boy be flexin you like oh shit (damn)
Jordans on my feet, number 9
Flexin through the hood, I hit licks all the time
Bricks bricks bricks bricks bricks on that low
Bricks bricks bricks bricks bricks ran from above

[Hook:]
I got bricks, bricks
I got bricks, bricks
I got bricks, bricks
I got bricks, bricks
Ridin with them bricks
Rollin with them bricks
Down to hit a lick
Ridin with them bricks
I got bricks, bricks
I got bricks, bricks
I got bricks, bricks
Ridin with them bricks
Rollin with them bricks
Ridin with them bricks
Down to hit a lick
I got…

[Outro:]
Nigga hittin my phone talkin bout Soulja, where the bricks at?
It ain’t nothing on the street, this is drought
I said nigga what the fuck is a drought?
SOD Money Gang, Rich Gang, flood the streets
I got em

Birdman & Young Thug – Bit Bak

[Hook: Young Thug]
I’m in a Maybach at a kick back
Gettin’ geeked out my mind
I’m in a Maybach at a kick back, big cat
I’m in a Maybach at a kick back with a big rack
I’m in a Maybach cost big racks (big racks)
Big ol’ racks yeah!
Run up them bands, fuck is you doin’
Run up them bands, fuck is you doin’
That money pursue it nigga, the fuck is you doin’
You run up some bands nigga, the fuck is you doin’ (woo woo)

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Fuck is you talkin’ bout? I pull up and talk it out
I pull out the stick yeah, make everybody walk it out
She slob on my dick yeah, she do it for the girl scout
She fuck on my bitch yeah, she eating my girl out
GTV til I hurl out
Run a plan, get swirled out
What the fuck you so early bout
You dead broke at your girl house
I’m sellin’ out shows now, I bring out the world now
I fuck on your girl yeah, I tear up your world yeah yeah
I’m high as the nose bleed, that gold like a trophy
White boy on a nigga team
That purple my choice of lean (yeah)
My pockets on Jimmy Dean (yeah)
My AP so clear the scene (yeah)
We big I could see and read
My fingers a couple keys yeah

[Hook]
I’m in a Maybach at a kick back
Gettin’ geeked out my mind
I’m in a Maybach at a kick back, big cat
I’m in a Maybach at a kick back with a big rack
I’m in a Maybach cost big racks (big racks)
Big ol’ racks yeah!
Run up them bands, fuck is you doin’
Run up them bands, fuck is you doin’
That money pursue it nigga, the fuck is you doin’
You run up some bands nigga, the fuck is you doin’ (woo woo)

[Verse 2: Birdman]
Stunna Stunna man
I bet em five hundred bands
Rich gang we the talibans
Bust through them rubber bands
I do it for my momma man
We came out the trash can
Look at me the last man
Look at me the last man standing
Maybach panoramic
That bitch is sleepin, no xanax
Fuck em all no scamin’
I’m rich before your grandaddy
Versace Versace make em panic
The mansion made her wear the panties
She asked a nigga where the plan at?
Baking soda, whole ‘nother planet
I’m havin’ water where the Titanic?
New watch, the Titanic
I ran it up now they all hatin’ on me
Playin’ with me better put some respek on it

[Hook: Young Thug]
I’m in a Maybach at a kick back
Gettin’ geeked out my mind
I’m in a Maybach at a kick back
I’m in a Maybach at a kick back, big cat
I’m in a Maybach with a big rack
I’m in a Maybach cost big racks (big racks)
Run up them bands, fuck is you doin’
That money pursue it nigga, the fuck is you doin’
You run up some bands nigga, the fuck is you doin’ (woo woo)

[Interlude: Birdman]
Seven day
Strip club tour
Every last one fill with bands
ATL on a Monday
Chi-Town on a Tuesday
New York on a Wednesday
En Noir on a Thursday
Miami on a Friday
Vegas on a Saturday
LA on Sunday
Rich Gang lifestyle
Type of shit we do
Rich Gang
B’s up

[Hook: Young Thug]
I’m in a Maybach at a kick back
Gettin’ geeked out my mind
I’m in a Maybach at a kick back, big cat
I’m in a Maybach at a kick back with a big rack
I’m in a Maybach cost big racks (big racks)
Big ol’ racks yeah!
Run up them bands, fuck is you doin’
Run up them bands, fuck is you doin’
That money pursue it nigga, the fuck is you doin’
You run up some bands nigga, the fuck is you doin’ (woo woo)

[Outro: Birdman]
Stunna Stunna man
I bet em five hundred bands
Rich gang we the talibans
Bust through them rubber bands

Bit bak – Birdman feat. Young Thug lyrics

Lyrics Birdman – Bit bak

I’m in a Maybach at a kick back
Gettin’ geeked out my mind
I’m in a Maybach at a kick back, bit bak
I’m in a Maybach at a kick back with a big rack
I’m in a Maybach cost big racks (big racks)
Big ol’ racks yeah!
Run up them bands, f*ck is you doin’
Run up them bands, f*ck is you doin’
That money pursue it nigga, the f*ck is you doin’
You run up some bands nigga, the f*ck is you doin’.

f*ck is you talkin’ bout? I pull up and talk it out
I pull out the stick yeah, make everybody walk it out
She slob on my dick yeah, she do it for the girl scout
She f*ck on my b*tch yeah, she eating my girl out
GTV til I hurl out versuri-lyrics.info
Run a plan, get swirled out
What the f*ck you so early bout
You dead broke at your girl house
I’m sellin’ out shows now, I bring out the world now
I f*ck on your girl yeah, I tear up your world yeah yeah
I’m high as the nose bleed, that gold like a trophy
White boy on a nigga team
That purple my choice of lean (yeah)
My pockets on Jimmy Dean (yeah)
My AP so clear the scene (yeah)
We big I could see and read
My fingers a couple keys yeah.

I’m in a Maybach at a kick back
Gettin’ geeked out my mind
I’m in a Maybach at a kick back, bit bak
I’m in a Maybach at a kick back with a big rack
I’m in a Maybach cost big racks (big racks)
Big ol’ racks yeah!
Run up them bands, f*ck is you doin’
Run up them bands, f*ck is you doin’
That money pursue it nigga, the f*ck is you doin’
You run up some bands nigga, the f*ck is you doin’.

Stunna Stunna man
I bet em five hundred bands
Rich gang we the talibans
Bust through them rubber bands
I do it for my momma man
We came out the trash can
Look at me the last man
Look at me the last man standing
Maybach panoramic
That b*tch is sleepin, no xanax
f*ck em all no scamin’
I’m rich before your grandaddy
Versace Versace make em panic
The mansion made her wear the panties
She asked a nigga where the plan at?
Baking soda, whole ‘nother planet
I’m havin’ water where the Titanic?
New watch, the Titanic
I ran it up now they all hatin’ on me
Playin’ with me better put some respekt on it.

I’m in a Maybach at a kick back
Gettin’ geeked out my mind
I’m in a Maybach at a kick back
I’m in a Maybach at a kick back, bit bak
I’m in a Maybach with a big rack
I’m in a Maybach cost big racks (big racks)
Run up them bands, f*ck is you doin’
That money pursue it nigga, the f*ck is you doin’
You run up some bands nigga, the f*ck is you doin’.

Seven day
Strip club tour
Every last one fill with bands
ATL on a Monday
Chi-Town on a Tuesday
New York on a Wednesday
En Noir on a Thursday
Miami on a Friday
Vegas on a Saturday
LA on Sunday
Rich Gang lifestyle
Type of shit we do
Rich Gang
B’s up.

I’m in a Maybach at a kick back
Gettin’ geeked out my mind
I’m in a Maybach at a kick back, bit bak
I’m in a Maybach at a kick back with a big rack
I’m in a Maybach cost big racks (big racks)
Big ol’ racks yeah!
Run up them bands, f*ck is you doin’
Run up them bands, f*ck is you doin’
That money pursue it nigga, the f*ck is you doin’
You run up some bands nigga, the f*ck is you doin’.

Stunna Stunna man
I bet em five hundred bands
Rich gang we the talibans
Bust through them rubber bandsss.
Birdman lyrics
Video bak

Jacquees – Good Feeling

[Intro]
These good feelings, good feelings
Committed, 1, 2, 3, 4
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye

[Skit]
Girl – Where you been?
Jacquees – At the studio
Girl – I don’t wanna hear all that let me see your phone
Jacquees – I ain’t gotta let you see my phone
Girl – Who is this? You know what? Get out
Jacquees – Can I get my phone? Can I get my phone?
Girl – Get out, bye

[Verse 1]
Oh-oh, oh-oh, ohhh
Give you this good feeling
You give me this old feeling babe
You give me this old feeling
Making me be committed
You see me, this shit ain’t easy baby
Last night was good intentions
Nothing like my last ex, no
You know that bitch was stressing

[Pre-Chorus]
Girl this feel like a good thing, good thing
You a good thing
Yeah you feel like a good thing
So I’m all in for a good thing

[Chorus]
Cause you ain’t nothing like I’m used to, no
Cause you ain’t nothing like I’m used to
My shawty ain’t nothing like I’m used to
No she ain’t nothing like I’m used to
She know I’m just sitting back vibe
She hates me bug enough
No you ain’t acting like
No you ain’t acting like

[Verse 2]
Cause you got your own thing
And you ain’t nothing like that girl
Only see what she wanna
You trust me, we see them visions

[Pre-Chorus]
Girl this feel like a good thing, good thing
You a good thing
Yeah you feel like a good thing
So I’m all in for a good thing

[Chorus]
Cause you ain’t nothing like I’m used to, no
Cause you ain’t nothing like I’m used to
My shawty ain’t nothing like I’m used to
No she ain’t nothing like I’m used to
She know I’m just sitting back vibe
She hates me bug enough
No you ain’t acting like
My girl nothing like

[Bridge]
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Oh, oh, oh, oh

[Outro]
Jacquees- I don’t see nothing but big shit going on. We so up you heard? I’m talking up like a motherfucker oh man. My chick, what it do?

Girl – Thought we should toast to something, it’s on you

Jacquees – This for that Rich Gang shit though

Soulja Boy – Rockstar letras

[Intro]
Rich Gang nigga, rich gang in our bag nigga
Ay man, Rich Gang in the fuckin’ buildin’
London On Da motherfuckin’ Track
Soulja!
Yeah, I’ma just pour up the four
All of my niggas on go
Choppers underneath the floor
Strapped everywhere we go
We get money on the road

[Hook]
I’m a rock star, I’m a rock star
All I need is the guitar
I’m a rock star, I’m a rock star
All I need is the guitar
I’m a rock star, I’m a rock star
All I need is the guitar
I’ma go pour me a cup
I’ma go pop me a bar
I’m a rock star, I’m a rock star
All I need is the guitar
I’m a rock star, I’m a rock star
All I need is the guitar
I’m a rock star, I’m a rock star
All I need is the guitar
I’ma go pour me a cup
I’ma go pop me a bar
[Verse 1]
Rock star status
Come in it be swaggin’
Came in he be dabbin’
I’m dressed in the latest fashion
Pull up in a Bentley truck and it cost a millie
I just bought a Wraith, I got stars in the ceilin’
I’m cookin’ the crack
I’m servin’ that pack
London On Da Track
Stand in the trap
I make it right back
Broke nigga back back
In the penthouse pour up a four
Mansion came with the marble floor
Choppers, they underneath the flow
Fuck with Lil Soulja, the choppers gon’ blow
10 pints of the Hi-Tech
20 pints of the Actavis
100,000 Xans
I just took a trip over to France
Young nigga gettin’ money and I know they see it
I done prayed to God, this shit turned me to a demon

[Hook]
I’m a rock star, I’m a rock star
All I need is the guitar
I’m a rock star, I’m a rock star
All I need is the guitar
I’m a rock star, I’m a rock star
All I need is the guitar
I’ma go pour me a cup
I’ma go pop me a bar
I’m a rock star, I’m a rock star
All I need is the guitar
I’m a rock star, I’m a rock star
All I need is the guitar
I’m a rock star, I’m a rock star
All I need is the guitar
I’ma go pour me a cup
I’ma go pop me a bar

[Verse 2]
Smokin’ on dope like the Haitians
Can’t fuck with the bitch if she basic
Pull up right on you, just see your location
Rollin’ up Backwoods and (?) on Vegas
I get the money, I don’t have no patience
Hop on the jet and I go to Las Vegas
Whippin’ my wrist, man a young nigga famous
.223 bullets, I’m grippin’ the stainless
Rockstar, rockstar, yeah I need two cups
Rockstar, rockstar, yeah and I’m piped up
Walk up in the club and I got 10 bad bitch
Make it rain in this bitch
Make it splash in this bitch
I just hit the cash
Trap nigga all about cash
Maserati do the dash
Runnin’ my check up so fast
Every chance that I get
When I get the money, I’ma shit on they ass
I’ma trap star, rap star, rock star, in love with the cash

[Hook]
I’m a rock star, I’m a rock star
All I need is the guitar
I’m a rock star, I’m a rock star
All I need is the guitar
I’m a rock star, I’m a rock star
All I need is the guitar
I’ma go pour me a cup
I’ma go pop me a bar
I’m a rock star, I’m a rock star
All I need is the guitar
I’m a rock star, I’m a rock star
All I need is the guitar
I’m a rock star, I’m a rock star
All I need is the guitar
I’ma go pour me a cup
I’ma go pop me a bar

Jacquees – Good Feeling

[Intro]
These good feelings, good feelings
Committed, 1, 2, 3, 4
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye

[Skit]
Girl – Where you been?
Jacquees – At the studio
Girl – I don’t wanna hear all that let me see your phone
Jacquees – I ain’t gotta let you see my phone
Girl – Who is this? You know what? Get out
Jacquees – Can I get my phone? Can I get my phone?
Girl – Get out, bye
[Verse 1]
Oh-oh, oh-oh, ohhh
Give you this good feeling
You give me this old feeling babe
You give me this old feeling
Making me be committed
You see me, this shit ain’t easy baby
Last night was good intentions
Nothing like my last ex, no
You know that bitch was stressing

[Pre-Chorus]
Girl this feel like a good thing, good thing
You a good thing
Yeah you feel like a good thing
So I’m all in for a good thing

[Chorus]
Cause you ain’t nothing like I’m used to, no
Cause you ain’t nothing like I’m used to
My shawty ain’t nothing like I’m used to
No she ain’t nothing like I’m used to
She know I’m just sitting back vibe
She hates me bug enough
No you ain’t acting like
No you ain’t acting like

[Verse 2]
Cause you got your own thing
And you ain’t nothing like that girl
Only see what she wanna
You trust me, we see them visions

[Pre-Chorus]
Girl this feel like a good thing, good thing
You a good thing
Yeah you feel like a good thing
So I’m all in for a good thing

[Chorus]
Cause you ain’t nothing like I’m used to, no
Cause you ain’t nothing like I’m used to
My shawty ain’t nothing like I’m used to
No she ain’t nothing like I’m used to
She know I’m just sitting back vibe
She hates me bug enough
No you ain’t acting like
My girl nothing like

[Bridge]
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Oh, oh, oh, oh

[Outro]
Jacquees- I don’t see nothing but big shit going on. We so up you heard? I’m talking up like a motherfucker oh man. My chick, what it do?

Girl – Thought we should toast to something, it’s on you

Jacquees – This for that Rich Gang shit though

Jacquees – Good Feeling letras

[Intro]
These good feelings, good feelings
Committed, 1, 2, 3, 4
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye

[Skit]
Girl – Where you been?
Jacquees – At the studio
Girl – I don’t wanna hear all that let me see your phone
Jacquees – I ain’t gotta let you see my phone
Girl – Who is this? You know what? Get out
Jacquees – Can I get my phone? Can I get my phone?
Girl – Get out, bye

[Verse 1]
Oh-oh, oh-oh, ohhh
Give you this good feeling
You give me this old feeling babe
You give me this old feeling
Making me be committed
You see me, this shit ain’t easy baby
Last night was good intentions
Nothing like my last ex, no
You know that bitch was stressing

[Pre-Chorus]
Girl this feel like a good thing, good thing
You a good thing
Yeah you feel like a good thing
So I’m all in for a good thing

[Chorus]
Cause you ain’t nothing like I’m used to, no
Cause you ain’t nothing like I’m used to
My shawty ain’t nothing like I’m used to
No she ain’t nothing like I’m used to
She know I’m just sitting back vibe
She hates me bug enough
No you ain’t acting like
No you ain’t acting like

[Verse 2]
Cause you got your own thing
And you ain’t nothing like that girl
Only see what she wanna
You trust me, we see them visions

[Pre-Chorus]
Girl this feel like a good thing, good thing
You a good thing
Yeah you feel like a good thing
So I’m all in for a good thing

[Chorus]
Cause you ain’t nothing like I’m used to, no
Cause you ain’t nothing like I’m used to
My shawty ain’t nothing like I’m used to
No she ain’t nothing like I’m used to
She know I’m just sitting back vibe
She hates me bug enough
No you ain’t acting like
My girl nothing like

[Bridge]
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Oh, oh, oh, oh

[Outro]
Jacquees- I don’t see nothing but big shit going on. We so up you heard? I’m talking up like a motherfucker oh man. My chick, what it do?

Girl – Thought we should toast to something, it’s on you

Jacquees – This for that Rich Gang shit though

Jacquees – Good Feelings letras

[Intro]
These good feelings, good feelings
Committed, 1, 2, 3, 4
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye

[Skit]
Girl – Where you been?
Jacquees – At the studio
Girl – I don’t wanna hear all that let me see your phone
Jacquees – I ain’t gotta let you see my phone
Girl – Who is this? You know what? Get out
Jacquees – Can I get my phone? Can I get my phone?
Girl – Get out, bye
[Verse 1]
Oh-oh, oh-oh, ohhh
Give you this good feeling
You give me this old feeling babe
You give me this old feeling
Making me be committed
You see me, this shit ain’t easy baby
Last night was good intentions
Nothing like my last ex, no
You know that bitch was stressing

[Pre-Chorus]
Girl this feel like a good thing, good thing
You a good thing
Yeah you feel like a good thing
So I’m all in for a good thing

[Chorus]
Cause you ain’t nothing like I’m used to, no
Cause you ain’t nothing like I’m used to
My shawty ain’t nothing like I’m used to
No she ain’t nothing like I’m used to
She know I’m just sitting back vibe
She hates me bug enough
No you ain’t acting like
No you ain’t acting like

[Verse 2]
Cause you got your own thing
And you ain’t nothing like that girl
Only see what she wanna
You trust me, we see them visions

[Pre-Chorus]
Girl this feel like a good thing, good thing
You a good thing
Yeah you feel like a good thing
So I’m all in for a good thing

[Chorus]
Cause you ain’t nothing like I’m used to, no
Cause you ain’t nothing like I’m used to
My shawty ain’t nothing like I’m used to
No she ain’t nothing like I’m used to
She know I’m just sitting back vibe
She hates me bug enough
No you ain’t acting like
My girl nothing like

[Bridge]
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Oh, oh, oh, oh

[Outro]
Jacquees- I don’t see nothing but big shit going on. We so up you heard? I’m talking up like a motherfucker oh man. My chick, what it do?

Girl – Thought we should toast to something, it’s on you

Jacquees – This for that Rich Gang shit though