Lyrics Call Me Schosa – Brick And Mortar

Brick And Mortar Lyrics – Call Me Schosa

Singer: Call Me Schosa
Title: Brick And Mortar

Catch me californicatin’ on vacation down in florida
Say what say what say what
We had bricks and mota never had a brick and mortar
Aww say that say that say that say that

Catch me californicatin’ on vacation down in florida
Used to get ’em by the quarter now i get ’em by the border
We had bricks and mota never had a brick and mortar
Out in denver with them nuggets n#gg# call me michael porter

In the field with that steel n#gg# just call me joey porter
In the field sh#t can get real cold, so i always keep me a scorcher
Don’t get too full, or i play it cool out, pull the tool out and torch ya
Two-six sh#t, i had to flip bricks and i’m a flip ’em till we in a porsche

My wife fly with the mouth shе don’t give a f#ck bout what i bought her
She a rеal one cause a fake b#tch a shut tf up cause i bought her
Yeah louie this, we gucci facts, treat my nike bag like it’s prada
I wore shaq shoes from k-mart, and had to steal ’em that’s on my mama

Big bank always take li’l bank, so i’m up now on my commas
Big thanks out to all the competition, all the competition we slaughtered
Big scho sh#t, i’m bout to blow n#gg#, got me feelin’ like i’m mo3-sama
Might drop three mo’, this week ho, for you weak hoes and responders, catch me

Californicatin’ on vacation down in florida
Say what say what say what
We had bricks and mota never had a brick and mortar
Aww say that say that say that say that

Catch me californicatin’ on vacation down in florida
Used to get ’em by the quarter now i get ’em by the border
We had bricks and mota never had a brick and mortar
Out in denver with them nuggets n#gg# call me michael porter

Catch me californicatin’ up on baecation in atlanta
Or in miami catch me bakin’ up on jamaican in cabanas
All my life i hated fakin’ i told my mama she was santa
Told my big bro he was a b#tch, think that’s why pops couldn’t stand ya

You know big schosa i’m legit, i’m rarely smilin’ for the cameras
My li’l n#gg#s wild’n in bandanas big straps like antonio banderas
Told my n#gg# you the realest, i was starein’ in the mirror
Thought these b#tch n#gg#s really loved me, then i started seein’ clearer

I heard a n#gg# count me out, must of been an accountin’ error
You know the thing about respect, is it just can’t amount to terror
Big schosa, why you keep a few straps clacked, and a packed wrapped near ya
It’s just cause i don’t trust, no n#gg# round me to be my paul bearer, might catch me

Californicatin’ on vacation down in florida
Say what say what say what
We had bricks and mota never had a brick and mortar
Aww say that say that say that say that

Catch me californicatin’ on vacation down in florida
Used to get ’em by the quarter now i get ’em by the border
We had bricks and mota never had a brick and mortar
Out in denver with them nuggets n#gg# call me michael porter
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