Brick House

The Commodores

Score: 69
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Played: 505

Album:

The Definitive Collection

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Lyrics:

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[Intro] Ayo CyHi what the fuck bro? We've been waiting for your damn album for years man What the fuck is Kanye doing How about you get the fuck up and get something done Drop that shit If I were you I'd stop being a little bitch Grab an AK, load that shit up, get out there and drag Kanye's ass out [Sample] Shake me down, not a lot of people left around Who knows now, softly laying on the ground [Verse 1] Hey Ye, do you know what it feel like To really be signed to you in real life? Have you ever wrote a song And you know you about to say something wrong but you still right? I hope when I'm done that we still tight But why wasn't I on the cover of the Complex? You must've seen what I did to Funk Flex Ya Sean my nigga but I'm coming after Sean next Sit the fuck down Mr. West, I ain't done yet While you're in your little Lambo on Sunset I'm riding with a gun next to me And it sounds like a little boy playing with a drum set And it hold a hundred rounds Cause when you come around niggas quick to gun you down You'll be found on the other side of town somewhere, nigga (Softly laying on the ground) Get the fuck up [Hook] In my life I have seen people walk into the sea Just to find memories plagued by constant misery Their eyes cast down fixed upon the ground Their eyes cast down fixed upon the ground In my life [Verse 2] Welcome to Def Jam OK, everybody on the fucking floor You and you by the double doors That was three shots and it holds 15 So that means I got a dozen more Now that everybody's on one accord I'ma tell you what I'm coming for I want a new million dollar deal on my pub In the pretty brick house like the Commodores Oh now everybody's getting kidnapped Take you back to your crib while your kids nap And if your wife walk in, start screaming in my ear Then the bitch is getting bitch slapped I'ma make it look like a mishap Cut the TV on so they won't hear this shit clap And I've got two guns, they gon' think it's suicide Cause you shot yourself with this strap (What the fuck CyHi what are you doing this for?) Cause nobody want to listen to the kid rap OK, my nigga Pusha shit snap Nah I'm lying man that shit's crap OK, Teyana got a fat ass But she won't let nobody in the clique tap And there ain't gon' be no new Yeezy album Cause he in the the trunk with his mouth taped and his wrists wrapped *mumbling* Shut the fuck up nigga! Shut the fuck up! [Hook] In my life I have seen people walk into the sea Just to find memories plagued by constant misery Their eyes cast down fixed upon the ground Their eyes cast down fixed upon the ground In my life *Alarm blaring*