Hoodrich Pablo Juan Givenchy Bricks Lyrics
Givenchy Bricks by Hoodrich Pablo Juan
[Chorus: Diego Dose & Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
I got more plays than the NBA
David Stern around my way
Discussing to buy with my sensei
A thousand bands on the runway
Beat up the dope like a runaway slave
Cut off a foot, Kunta Kinte
I live in the concrete jungle, I'm the Lion King
Awimbawe, awimbawe
This that dope music, sell a brick to you
I'm big time, you a bench hitter
Forgiatos with the lipstick
On my Jigga shit, here go the blueprint
Givenchy bricks exclusive
African diamonds, now I'm seasick
I traffic the bricks in my Goodyears
I pull up in R8, root beer
[Verse 1: Diego Dose]
Rock a desk chair like I'm Dame Dash
All this shit came out the rock, blocks
Throw a brick like Shaquille O'Neal
Fourth division with [?] pass
Thigh pads in every pocket
Might go blow that little shit in Giuseppe Zanotti
Seats banana pudding, chocolate Panamera
Special looking like a sundae
Might whip the Bentley like Fonzworth
Counting Benjis 'til my thumbs hurt
Go straight from the trap to a concert
Chopper in hand, bet I bomb first
Selling 16's, I ain't talking verses
But I bet I'll put the [?] in a hearse
If you scared, nigga, better go to church
Send my paradise niggas to handle that work
[Chorus: Diego Dose & Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
I got more plays than the NBA
David Stern around my way
Discussing to buy with my sensei
A thousand bands on the runway
Beat up the dope like a runaway slave
Cut off a foot, Kunta Kinte
I live in the concrete jungle, I'm the Lion King
Awimbawe, awimbawe
This that dope music, sell a brick to you
I'm big time, you a bench hitter
Forgiatos with the lipstick
On my Jigga shit, here go the blueprint
Givenchy bricks exclusive
African diamonds, now I'm seasick
I traffic the bricks in my Goodyears
I pull up in R8, root beer
[Verse 2: DC White]
I got the fishscale [?]
Started from the bottom, think that I'm Drake
I'm killing the block I need the yellow tape
Clark Kent 'round my way
Do we make the whole block shake
Like a earthquake?
The plugs send the work on my face
Kill the snake, throw him in the lake
I can rock your boat, bitch, like Aaliyah
Wanna leave her, she catch a fever
My drugs say I got the jungle fever
80's money, still trapping on beepers
Block hot, I'm still strapped with the heater
These are Givenchys, I don't rock Adidas
Stuffed fifty bricks in the Beetle
They say I got the beetle-juice
[Chorus: Diego Dose & Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
I got more plays than the NBA
David Stern around my way
Discussing to buy with my sensei
A thousand bands on the runway
Beat up the dope like a runaway slave
Cut off a foot, Kunta Kinte
I live in the concrete jungle, I'm the Lion King
Awimbawe, awimbawe
This that dope music, sell a brick to you
I'm big time, you a bench hitter
Forgiatos with the lipstick
On my Jigga shit, here go the blueprint
Givenchy bricks exclusive
African diamonds, now I'm seasick
I traffic the bricks in my Goodyears
I pull up in R8, root beer
[Verse 3: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
Double down and dirty, [?] in the holster
DMX in Belly, take off your clothes
Pull up in the baking soda Range Rover
Plug in Houston, Lil Flip, game over
Chocolate Benz, strawberry guts
Cheesecake Porsche truck with with the graham cracker crust
The J's serving like they Mr. Bentley
I'm giving free grams out every month
I pull up, thirty pints of lean in my trunk
I run the forest to the Gump
You just a slump nigga, pick your lip up
Fuck anybody who against us
I'm gambling, trying to get mega bucks
I'm putting them chickens on Megabus
Them bricks getting whipped up
I need some water, I got the hiccups
[Chorus: Diego Dose & Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
I got more plays than the NBA
David Stern around my way
Discussing the buy with my sensei
A thousand bands on the runway
Beat up the dope like a runaway slave
Cut off a foot, Kunta Kinte
I live in the concrete jungle, I'm the Lion King
Awimbawe, awimbawe
This that dope music, sell a brick to you
I'm big time, you a bench hitter
Forgiatos with the lipstick
On my Jigga shit, here go the blueprint
Givenchy bricks exclusive
African diamonds, now I'm seasick
I traffic the bricks in my Goodyears
I pull up in R8, root beer
I got more plays than the NBA
David Stern around my way
Discussing to buy with my sensei
A thousand bands on the runway
Beat up the dope like a runaway slave
Cut off a foot, Kunta Kinte
I live in the concrete jungle, I'm the Lion King
Awimbawe, awimbawe
This that dope music, sell a brick to you
I'm big time, you a bench hitter
Forgiatos with the lipstick
On my Jigga shit, here go the blueprint
Givenchy bricks exclusive
African diamonds, now I'm seasick
I traffic the bricks in my Goodyears
I pull up in R8, root beer
[Verse 1: Diego Dose]
Rock a desk chair like I'm Dame Dash
All this shit came out the rock, blocks
Throw a brick like Shaquille O'Neal
Fourth division with [?] pass
Thigh pads in every pocket
Might go blow that little shit in Giuseppe Zanotti
Seats banana pudding, chocolate Panamera
Special looking like a sundae
Might whip the Bentley like Fonzworth
Counting Benjis 'til my thumbs hurt
Go straight from the trap to a concert
Chopper in hand, bet I bomb first
Selling 16's, I ain't talking verses
But I bet I'll put the [?] in a hearse
If you scared, nigga, better go to church
Send my paradise niggas to handle that work
[Chorus: Diego Dose & Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
I got more plays than the NBA
David Stern around my way
Discussing to buy with my sensei
A thousand bands on the runway
Beat up the dope like a runaway slave
Cut off a foot, Kunta Kinte
I live in the concrete jungle, I'm the Lion King
Awimbawe, awimbawe
This that dope music, sell a brick to you
I'm big time, you a bench hitter
Forgiatos with the lipstick
On my Jigga shit, here go the blueprint
Givenchy bricks exclusive
African diamonds, now I'm seasick
I traffic the bricks in my Goodyears
I pull up in R8, root beer
[Verse 2: DC White]
I got the fishscale [?]
Started from the bottom, think that I'm Drake
I'm killing the block I need the yellow tape
Clark Kent 'round my way
Do we make the whole block shake
Like a earthquake?
The plugs send the work on my face
Kill the snake, throw him in the lake
I can rock your boat, bitch, like Aaliyah
Wanna leave her, she catch a fever
My drugs say I got the jungle fever
80's money, still trapping on beepers
Block hot, I'm still strapped with the heater
These are Givenchys, I don't rock Adidas
Stuffed fifty bricks in the Beetle
They say I got the beetle-juice
[Chorus: Diego Dose & Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
I got more plays than the NBA
David Stern around my way
Discussing to buy with my sensei
A thousand bands on the runway
Beat up the dope like a runaway slave
Cut off a foot, Kunta Kinte
I live in the concrete jungle, I'm the Lion King
Awimbawe, awimbawe
This that dope music, sell a brick to you
I'm big time, you a bench hitter
Forgiatos with the lipstick
On my Jigga shit, here go the blueprint
Givenchy bricks exclusive
African diamonds, now I'm seasick
I traffic the bricks in my Goodyears
I pull up in R8, root beer
[Verse 3: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
Double down and dirty, [?] in the holster
DMX in Belly, take off your clothes
Pull up in the baking soda Range Rover
Plug in Houston, Lil Flip, game over
Chocolate Benz, strawberry guts
Cheesecake Porsche truck with with the graham cracker crust
The J's serving like they Mr. Bentley
I'm giving free grams out every month
I pull up, thirty pints of lean in my trunk
I run the forest to the Gump
You just a slump nigga, pick your lip up
Fuck anybody who against us
I'm gambling, trying to get mega bucks
I'm putting them chickens on Megabus
Them bricks getting whipped up
I need some water, I got the hiccups
[Chorus: Diego Dose & Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
I got more plays than the NBA
David Stern around my way
Discussing the buy with my sensei
A thousand bands on the runway
Beat up the dope like a runaway slave
Cut off a foot, Kunta Kinte
I live in the concrete jungle, I'm the Lion King
Awimbawe, awimbawe
This that dope music, sell a brick to you
I'm big time, you a bench hitter
Forgiatos with the lipstick
On my Jigga shit, here go the blueprint
Givenchy bricks exclusive
African diamonds, now I'm seasick
I traffic the bricks in my Goodyears
I pull up in R8, root beer