Lyrical Breakdown of Everything Bricksquad - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Everything Bricksquad" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Gucci Mane weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Everything Bricksquad" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
- Rhyme and Rhythm Analysis: Our Lazyjot editor highlights the ingenious use of multi-syllabic rhymes and the rhythm pattern that Gucci Mane employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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This what I live for, everything bricksquad
New exotic whips, everything's a foreign car
Eat, sleep, shit, everything bricksquad
Now where's your best friend, I'm tryna take her out to Mars
That's what I die for, everything bricksquad
Everyday's a new whip, everything's a foreign car
Eat, sleep, shit, everything bricksquad
Now where's your best friend, I'm tryna take her out to Mars
In ya in ya bitch I'm tryna take her out wit stars
A lotta stamina, so I'm tryna have a menage
Ain't no battery in my back, but I'm fully charged
And we ain't handcuffing that, everything is ours
Bricksquad this, nigga bricksquad that
My gangsta bitch will make you stick 'em up like lil chat
Come back wit the work and the paper
And she stickin' to her nigga like a stapler
B-R-I-C-K squad, y'all just plain go hard in da paint
LeBron James, you don't like me
Better Lupe shoot 'em, bullets at your toupe
Fuck yo Bobby boy Boucher
Ask 'em if they know I'mma shake shake
Waka Flocka Flame don't fuckin' play
And I won't be nigga okay
32 in my clique like I'm OJ
Black leather gloves call me OJ
No evidence for the jewlery
Couple 100 dollars for the jewlery
Bricksquad winning hoo-ray
My swag is on Ray-Ray
Charles, I can't see y'all niggas
You and bricksquad headed for you nigga
This what I live for, everything bricksquad
New exotic whips, everything's a foreign car
Eat, sleep, shit, everything bricksquad
Now where's your best friend, I'm tryna take her out to Mars
That's what I die for, everything bricksquad
Everyday's a new whip, everything's a foreign car
Eat, sleep, shit, everything bricksquad
Now where's your best friend, I'm tryna take her out to Mars
Bodies drop when that shawty cock
Frenchie in all kinda spots
I keep a gat to pop, fold you like a maserati drop
See you now, Frenchie how you do 'em like that
Pillow talkin' get you smothered in your pillow fight back
You should stop and just think to yourself
What should you be
Real-estate could be a fortune in wealth
Got to believe in yourself, and say one day you gon' make it there
Jealousy don't live in this house, no room for hatred yeeeaaah
You know the name, nigga you know the game
Bricksquad and errbody pop like Waka Flocka Flame
We be bangin' at 'em lookin' for that action
Catch a nigga sippin', break 'em down like a fraction
We be packin' them big bangaz, got guns like the nar
We be makin' niggas trip like them tity bars
The squad on the roll, we be killin' shittin' on the road
And errboy ho look like she jumped right outta video
This what I live for, everything bricksquad
New exotic whips, everything's a foreign car
Eat, sleep, shit, everything bricksquad
Now where's your best friend, I'm tryna take her out to Mars
That's what I die for, everything bricksquad
Everyday's a new whip, everything's a foreign car
Eat, sleep, shit, everything bricksquad
Now where's your best friend, I'm tryna take her out to Mars
Maserati red rims
Bricksquad chain got red gems
Cali boys got plugs of work
Only east coast got red temps
All them bitches got red hair
Bompton nigga got red clips
Movies mock 'em St. Claire
Politican Ger Bush
Lil mama keep it real I'll be her lotto ticket
You ain't trappin', NBA you ain't got no midgets
Suckas askin' for a feature we don't know y'all
I keep it home team, errthang bricksquad
Bricksquad Monopoly you know the groupies love us
In the airport louie luggage full of rubbers
Yeah dem faggot ass pigs still wanna cuff us
Gutta niggas hug the block like it's our baby mothas
They in that undercover park eatin' doughnuts
I'm in that 2012 doin' doughnuts
Bricksquad bandana tied around the K
Brand new bugatti just bought that bitch today