Gucci Mane – St. Brick Lyrics

An igloo full of snow man I’m iced out
House full of naked hoes snorting blow
Its so lonely at the top, plus its real cold
A house full of hoes and they kicking blow
I’m a zone six ni**a aka the North Pole

Middle of the winter I pull up in a vert
Its the middle of December she pulled up in a skirt
Santa Claus of the hood I pull up with the work
They call me East Atlanta Santa run up on me get murked
I’m just trapping through the snow
Selling nine half a bricks in four ways
Over the hills we go
Got an extendo and an AK
I’m a neighborhood philanthropist
I’m selling bales of cannabis
Preaching like an evangelist
But I don’t f**k with amateurs
I drive spiders yea tarantulas
My diamonds are immaculate
I’m not on no romantic s**t
But I’m cooking cocaine candle lit
I’m so true your hoe can’t handle it
But damn that bi**h can s**k a d**k
Skeeted on her face and lip
Guwop can’t f**k no basic bi**h
The teacher teaching arithmetic
Show you how to whip a brick
Learn you how you run your clip
And told you how to kill your’s
My young girl she a freaky chick
But damn she on that sneaky s**t
Ran off with a half a zip
And now I got to slap a trick
All these record labels broke as s**t
Ricky d*cky wrecking s**t
I sell more meth than a Mexican
My dog food yea its excellent
I done started selling Christmas tree I’m tryna jingle bells hoe
Its Christmas time its Hollis, Queens I’m stomping in my shell toes
Christmas in 96 I asked Santa for twelve goals
But now Guwop got gifts to give but I don’t f**k with twelve though

Santa Claus tryna see a bag full of goodies
I wish these faggot ass cops would let a ni**a live
I’m tryna come down the chimney with a 100 mil
I’m the Bricksquad boss I’m like Santa Claus