This is (for the yay)
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(Half a brick a yay)
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Rick Ross
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(Half, half a brick a yay)
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Nina Sky
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(Half, half a brick a yay)
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It’s Cool & Dre
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(And I’m flippin’ that)
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Listen
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(Flippin’, flip flip flippin’ that)
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(Chorus:)
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Half a brick of yay in the bra
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Half, half a, half a, half a brick of yay in the bra
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Where her titty at
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Half a brick a yay in the bra
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Where her titty at
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And I’m flippin’, flip, flip, flip, flip flippin’ that
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(Verse: 1)
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Let’s get right to it (ohh)
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Ya man’s locked up
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But someone’s gotta do it
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(Oh-oh-oh my)
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I 95 drive south for da winter
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Gotta trunk full of birds
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They fly south for da winter (yeeah)
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I ain’t tryna get locked up tonight
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But I told him I
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Would put that on my life
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So I gotta ri-ia-ia-ia-ia-ide
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(Yes) I’m a rider
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(Yes) I’m a provider
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(huuuuuh)
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Type of chick to take the stand
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And say your honour
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I was beside him all night
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Yes I promise
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But I gotta half a brick a
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(Brick of yay)
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And that’s a problem
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(Chorus X2:)
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I gotta (half a brick of yay in the bra)
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(Oh, oh, oh)
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Half, half a, half a, half a brick of yay in the bra
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Where her titty at
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I gotta (half a brick of yay in the bra)
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(Oh, oh, oh)
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Where her titty at
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And I’m flippin’, flip, flip, flip, flip flippin’ that
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(Verse: 2)
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Boy is it ok for me to pull over the car when I get tired
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I try to go with no sleep
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(Oh boy)
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I got that work wrapped dead tight
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Coffee grounds to throw off them dogs and police
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(Oh boy)
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Cuz I ain’t tryna get locked up tonight
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But I told him I
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Would put that on my life
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So I gotta ri-ia-ia-ia-ia-ide
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(Yes) I’m a rider
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(Yes) I’m a provider
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(huuuuuh)
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Type of chick to take the stand
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And say your honour
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I was beside him all night
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Yes I promise
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But I have a
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(Brick of yay)
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And that’s a problem
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(Chorus:)
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(Verse: 3 Rick Ross)
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Maserati, candy paint
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For dat personal touch (Ross)
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You need a body or a bird
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I’m the person to touch (Ross)
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At a party no searchin’ my purses n such
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I got Nina’s and both of Nina’s
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Purses they bust (uh)
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Buildin my doe (doe)
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They deliver my blow (blow)
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Oh no cigarette boats (boats)
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That’s a million a float (float)
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See I get and whip it (whip it)
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Sift it and flip it (flip it)
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It ain’t just to ship it
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I’mma washington wizard (wizard)
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My soul in a hole (hole)
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I feel so in control (control)
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When I’m whippin’ them molds
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Smellin’ like cinnamon rolls
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Got the Benz in black
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Big Beamer in beige
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You hate on Nina F@ck swingin’
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We swingin’ them k's
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Can’t sight for my sounds (sounds)
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Ross beatin’ the streets (streets)
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We gotta load on the way
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We eatin’ this week
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I’mma chill in Manhattan
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Sit the work in the Bronx
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Take a (brick a yay) leave a brick
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I’d be shittin them blocks
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(Chorus: X2)
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Flippin' That (feat. Rick Ross)
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| Nina Sky |
