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Brickell Ave. Video (MV)




Performed By: Guy Ferz
Length: 2:21
Written by: GUY FERNANDES




Guy Ferz - Brickell Ave. Lyrics
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Brickell Ave, Brickell Ave, Ferz, Ferz, Ferz
Double cup drippin' with the purp (yea)
Ice got me glowin' like a church (oouu)
10 bitches in a Bentley truck (ey)
Pull up in my city, n***a what? (oouu)
Brickell Ave (yea)
Brickell Ave (oouu)
Brickell Ave (what)
Brickell Ave (yea)
Brickell Ave (yea)
Brickell Ave (oouu)
Brickell Ave (ey ey)
Hit it, disappear like I'm Houdini (gone)
Bust it for me, open like panini (yea)
Savage in the trap, he got the stash (oouu)
Sell it, double back, he got the cash (yea)
Cash, cash, cash (cash)
Jimmy on the cops, I'm bout to blast (blast)
Spanish mami pull up with that ass (yuh)
Love her while I'm in her, then it pass (oouu)
Momma always told me chase the bags (yuh)
If you good at something make it last (yuh)
F*ck it, imma pull up in a lamb (skrt)
90 in my city, Brickell Ave
Oouu, whoa, rover got the tint
Oouu, whoa, mami take a hint
Tell me to come over, tell her bet
I was never there no fingerprint (brrr)
Double cup drippin' with the purp (yea)
Ice got me glowin' like a church (oouu)
10 bitches in a Bentley truck (ey)
Pull up in my city, n***a what? (oouu)
Brickell Ave (yea)
Brickell Ave (oouu)
Brickell Ave (what)
Brickell Ave (yea)
Brickell Ave (yea)
Brickell Ave (oouu)
Brickell Ave (hey Ferz)
Leave you shook like my dick when I be pissin' (yuh)
Bill & I doin' science in the kitchen (ey)
Momma hate it, but the money got her trippin' (oouu)
Blowin' smoke, gettin' top, it's a duet (yea)
Fly your bitch out to Miami in a jet (ha!)
Sell my shirt, pay another month of rent (damn)
Flood my wrist like the f*ckin' Genesis
Yea
Oouu
Brickell Ave
Brrr
No club, bitch I'm poppin' in the sea (hey)
Big bricks, but I'm floatin' like a bee (oouu)
Faceless, but they all remember Guy (Ferz)
Netflix, but she know I'm tryna freak
Oouu, yeah, baby shoulda known
Oouu, yeah, pushin' on the phone
Oouu, wait, shawty silicone
F*ck it, if she with it, imma bone (whoop!)
Double cup drippin' with the purp (yea)
Ice got me glowin' like a church (oouu)
10 bitches in a Bentley truck (ey)
Pull up in my city, n***a what? (oouu)
Brickell Ave (yea)
Brickell Ave (oouu)
Brickell Ave (what)
Brickell Ave (yea)
Brickell Ave (yea)
Brickell Ave (oouu)
Brickell Ave (ey ey)
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Brickell Ave, Brickell Ave, Ferz, Ferz, Ferz
Double cup drippin' with the purp (yea)
Ice got me glowin' like a church (oouu)
10 bitches in a Bentley truck (ey)
Pull up in my city, n***a what? (oouu)
Brickell Ave (yea)
Brickell Ave (oouu)
Brickell Ave (what)
Brickell Ave (yea)
Brickell Ave (yea)
Brickell Ave (oouu)
Brickell Ave (ey ey)
Hit it, disappear like I'm Houdini (gone)
Bust it for me, open like panini (yea)
Savage in the trap, he got the stash (oouu)
Sell it, double back, he got the cash (yea)
Cash, cash, cash (cash)
Jimmy on the cops, I'm bout to blast (blast)
Spanish mami pull up with that ass (yuh)
Love her while I'm in her, then it pass (oouu)
Momma always told me chase the bags (yuh)
If you good at something make it last (yuh)
F*ck it, imma pull up in a lamb (skrt)
90 in my city, Brickell Ave
Oouu, whoa, rover got the tint
Oouu, whoa, mami take a hint
Tell me to come over, tell her bet
I was never there no fingerprint (brrr)
Double cup drippin' with the purp (yea)
Ice got me glowin' like a church (oouu)
10 bitches in a Bentley truck (ey)
Pull up in my city, n***a what? (oouu)
Brickell Ave (yea)
Brickell Ave (oouu)
Brickell Ave (what)
Brickell Ave (yea)
Brickell Ave (yea)
Brickell Ave (oouu)
Brickell Ave (hey Ferz)
Leave you shook like my dick when I be pissin' (yuh)
Bill & I doin' science in the kitchen (ey)
Momma hate it, but the money got her trippin' (oouu)
Blowin' smoke, gettin' top, it's a duet (yea)
Fly your bitch out to Miami in a jet (ha!)
Sell my shirt, pay another month of rent (damn)
Flood my wrist like the f*ckin' Genesis
Yea
Oouu
Brickell Ave
Brrr
No club, bitch I'm poppin' in the sea (hey)
Big bricks, but I'm floatin' like a bee (oouu)
Faceless, but they all remember Guy (Ferz)
Netflix, but she know I'm tryna freak
Oouu, yeah, baby shoulda known
Oouu, yeah, pushin' on the phone
Oouu, wait, shawty silicone
F*ck it, if she with it, imma bone (whoop!)
Double cup drippin' with the purp (yea)
Ice got me glowin' like a church (oouu)
10 bitches in a Bentley truck (ey)
Pull up in my city, n***a what? (oouu)
Brickell Ave (yea)
Brickell Ave (oouu)
Brickell Ave (what)
Brickell Ave (yea)
Brickell Ave (yea)
Brickell Ave (oouu)
Brickell Ave (ey ey)
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Writer: GUY FERNANDES
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