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strategizer - bris lyrics

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[chorus]
aye!

baby suck d*ck like a pacifier
all my n*ggas p*ssed , yeah they [?]
f*ck with bris he make it flip im a strategizer
an the glock got a switch that turn to rapid fire
32 up in the stick , thats magic johnson
shoot my shot dont let it drip and now its baskin robins
if she broke and suck d*ck then send her ass to stockton
heard they wanna pop bris , cause they mad im poppin

[verse 1]
aye!

let it drip like some candle wax
i be with pits i have my dawgs come and handle that
i was watching n*ggas hate i turn my channel back
you said you gon slide for me couldn’t count on that

and it get real in the field , so dont play with me
and this glock my roomate this b*tch stay with mе
i just gave it plastic surgery it got fake tittiеs
and these shoes on my feet cost me $850!

aye , whats them shoes on your feet? i think thats margiela masons!
soon as i started breathing n*ggas started hatin’
threw a scope up on the chop just for farther aimin’
i can never be no doctor i ran out of patience

pull up on em with that glock and we gon slap shots
(aye bro , we gon leave his body on the blacktop!)
when i bring that pipe meltdown like a crack rock
catch a 3 piece brodie thats a jackpot!

[chrous]
aye!
baby suck d*ck like a pacifier
all my n*ggas p*ssed , yeah they [?]
f*ck with bris he make it flip im a strategizer
an the glock got a switch that turn to rapid fire

32 up in the stick , thats magic johnson
shoot my shot dont let it drip and now its baskin robins
if she broke and suck d*ck then send her ass to stockton
heard they wanna pop bris , cause they mad im poppin

[verse 2]
i can never leave that pole so i tend to carry
i do a n*gga cold like its ben & jerrys
n*ggas writing all they songs with a dictionary
can’t believe my brothers gone inside a cemetery

plus i had hoop dreams so i got to ball
never seen what i saw if you never got that call
you on instagram , you are not involved
homies call me cork bottle cause i pop it off

kick it off , punt it , or even field goal
we really in the field we tote real poles
this b*tch gon get the boot these ain’t steel toes
ant , pop , and bub who we drill for
this ain’t cakeboss , [?]
i put that on the ridge and n*gga miss boogie
yall probably could of hit but yall sent rookies
my pockets full of blues like im crip [?]

[chorus]
aye!

baby suck d*ck like a pacifier
all my n*ggas p*ssed , yeah they [?]
f*ck with bris he make it flip im a strategizer
an the glock got a switch that turn to rapid fire
32 up in the stick , thats magic johnson
shoot my shot dont let it drip and now its baskin robins
if she broke and suck d*ck then send her ass to stockton
heard they wanna pop bris , cause they mad im poppin

- bris lyrics

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