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Master P - Brick To A Million Lyrics

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  • [Intro]
  • New niggas wearin’ dresses – ***** it, I ain’t scared to address it
  • Gangster niggas on skateboards?
  • I’m at the house breakin’ mother*****in’ headboards
  • Real niggas stand up – three dollar niggas y’all man up
  • Real niggas stand up – I ain’t hatin’, three dollar niggas man up!
  • [Hook]
  • Candy paint on my foreign whip
  • Frito Lay, we got corn chips
  • Middle finger, we don’t give a *****
  • Turn a brick to a million bucks
  • Candy paint on my foreign whip
  • Frito Lay, we got corn chips
  • Middle finger, we don’t give a *****
  • Turn a brick to a million bucks
  • [Verse 1]
  • Hatin’ niggas just ride off
  • I’m the corporation, *****, and the bylaw
  • You the mother*****in’ secretary
  • You got on lipstick, nigga, lookin’ hella scary
  • ***** nigga be gone, *****
  • Starin’ at me, what’s wrong, *****?
  • I’m in the Louis shoes and the shirt
  • Hoe nigga, you got a Louis purse
  • ***** nigga, you ain’t right
  • Mad at me ‘cause my paper right
  • Mad at me ‘cause my paper right
  • And you know your ***** ass can’t even fight
  • [Hook]
  • [Verse 2]
  • Slutty boy game, ***** – who I came with?
  • Three hoes, one date, *****in’ with the same dick
  • No metro, .38 Special
  • Left when she asked for some snots on the petrol
  • That’s a no-no, Louis, no logo
  • Liquor store, ***** the ***** up and down, pogo
  • What’s next? High-def, shoot slow-mo
  • In between her legs, turn my Jheris into cornrows
  • Find me *****in’ on a badass hoe
  • LA beat with the DC flow
  • Louis V sheets, said she keep it on the low
  • Got a nigga out the streets, stripper ***** for my bro
  • [Hook]
  • [Verse 3]
  • Aye… what these faggot niggas on, P?
  • Me an Trel Louis’d down all in DC
  • Aye… I see these niggas made hoes choose ‘em
  • Rare *****, green eyes with a big booty
  • You’ll get your shit pushed back for the right fact
  • I got them fakers on sight, we gon’ eat that
  • Ain’t with the new cool, we just gettin’ money
  • Foreign whips, candy paint, they gon’ look funny
  • I got 10 exotic *****es for the foreign car
  • Quarter-piece, groupie hoes, we gon’ ***** ‘em all
  • Mr. Chow every day, sushi roll salmon
  • Master P, five mil’, just one album
  • [Hook]
  • [Outro]
  • Brick to a million bucks
  • Brick, brick to a million bucks

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