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hurry up & buy - bruiser wolf lyrics

huh
yeah
uh

ask the plug for a onze, he gave me a brick (he gave me a brick)
now i’m married to the game and i hate that b*tch (i hate that b*tch)
this for my n*ggas that didn’t write a tale (didn’t write a tale)
for the kids that visit their dad in jail, uh
ask the plug for a onze, he gave me a brick (he gave me a brick)
now i’m married to the game and i hate that b*tch (i hate that b*tch)
this for my n*ggas that didn’t write a tale (didn’t write a tale)
for the kids that visit their dad in jail
yeah

i’m a real breed, school couldn’t prepare me
i need a therapy, a perkies(?)
talking burdens, [?], jordan 3’s
a suv, and a bad b*tch that smd
[?] the extra three
that was a good look
before you left me hangin’ like a pull up(?)
it was money on the floor like a pushup
but that’s the story of my life, which is a good book (a good book)
filled with broken promises, pocahontase’s(?)
tons of pounds
shoot outs, all kinds of sh*t
whatever
just to be honest (just to be honest)
i wish i grew like the obama’s (yeah)
[?], i was going through the ringer
i build the team up, but kept gettin’ penalized for illegal precidures (illegal precidures)
[?]
they keep door in at 4 am, uh
they see me and the white girl was more than free (yes)
this for my n*ggas that [?] a tan
[?] to make ammends
tough times, make em’ [?]
it was time you [?] to the tall end
the game ain’t the same, without the crowd[?]
this words don’t make sense, without the vowels in
the wood don’t hit the same, without the [?] in
but who chopped bricks, like they from [?]
tempo, the watch got pimples
our cars got [?]
everything i do is monumental
is a cycle, period, mention(?)
huh
ask the plug for a onze, he gave me a brick (he gave me a brick)
now i’m married to the game and i hate that b*tch (i hate that b*tch)
this for my n*ggas that didn’t write a tale (didn’t write a tale)
for the kids that visit their dad in jail, uh
ask the plug for a onze, he gave me a brick (he gave me a brick)
now i’m married to the game and i hate that b*tch (i hate that b*tch)
this for my n*ggas that didn’t write a tale (didn’t write a tale)
for the kids that visit their dad in jail
yeah

- bruiser wolf lyrics

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