Tekst:
Brick Lace Bust A Shot

[Chorus:] Me Bust A Shot For My Lova (Plow!) Me Bust A Shot For My Love (Plow!) Me Bust A Shot For My Lova (Plow!) Me Bust A Shot For My Love (Plow!) (

[Chorus:] Me Bust A Shot For My Lova (Plow!) Me Bust A Shot For My Love (Plow!) Me Bust A Shot For My Lova (Plow!) Me Bust A Shot For My Love (Plow!) (

(Chorus:) Me bust a shot for my lova (plow!) Me bust a shot for my love (plow!) Me bust a shot for my lova (plow!) Me bust a shot for my love (plow

Every damn kid on the street, they got something to prove Push a bullet through my heart, why not? That's a start They could push their reps quicker, kill a

't mad at cha Blood rushin', concussions, ain't nothin' Catch cases, come out frontin', smokin' somethin' Sippin' White Russians, bitch in the Benz bumpin' I laced it wit the basic, six TV's a

losin' my mind, rollin' my dime Friend of mind, tryin' to lace my weed That's a muthafuckin' friend I don't need It's a shame, it's a shame, how you

Leavin' motherfuckers aborted with no verbal support And when I command the microphone I gets deadly as Kahn though With a bear and a snake and a panda

half a brick in the back of my momma Acura Gimme a test. Hit the question How many O's in a brick I ace that shit Brick come through the door, taste that

style staggers like a drunken whino That's why, there's no hope to defeat a Black Knight That's like tryin' to walk a type rope Switch blade grenade