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I used to pray to get a kilo, a kilo36 o's of that raw for my amigosThrow it in that water, watch it swim like NemoMan I swear to God I pray to get a kiloThe I got a kilo, a kiloBetter keep that on the low if you got them kilosYou might get booked or get murdered for that kiloNow I’m steady getting money and this ho wanna fuck cuz she knowI got a kiloShe only want me cuz I got em bricks(Cuz I got bricks!)She only want me when I got bricks(Cuz I got shit!)Before a nigga I ain’t had shit(Turn up! Turn up! Turn up! Turn up! Turn up!)She only want me cuz I got kilosKilos all on my neckThese niggas ain’t no threatSkies wanna gold all planeAnd I ain’t comin in no jetAnd all I want is straight cashI ain’t even takin' no checksCuz these hoes don't do creditAnd they don’t pop pussy if the money on debitLetras de cancionesI got them kilosShe only want me cause I got bricksShe only want me cause I got shitBefore a nigga I ain’t had shitMan she only want me cuz I got kilos36 hoes in the pyrexI be going HAM in the projectGot a bad bitch with me and she all thatShe ain’t nothing but a jump shot, all thatYa'll suckers playing foul like ArtestI make a brand new flow, you can borrow thatSelling all these bricks, need a hard hatI hit your ho one time, never call backSay these chickens used to wanna be like MikeNow these niggas wanna be like meAnd these hoes twerkin' on InstagramStill talkin like they wanna be like BIGAnd these dudes yall say getting moneyLookin like groupies in the VIPAnd if these dudes got all this paperCuz all these niggas wanna be like meI used to pray to get a kilo, a kilo36 o's of that raw for my amigoThrow it in that water, watch it swim like NemoMan I swear to God I pray to get a kiloYou ain’t got enough on me nigga44’s tucked on me niggaLong nose like Ginobili nigga5 rings like Kobe niggaI was flippin kilo after kiloRockin that Versace shit way before MigosStarted with them grams at the project with a stackThen I flipped it to a brick and then I did the Project PatLike, homie what’s the problem?Semi or revolve emCatch a nigga with the bricks, you know we goin' rob emOnce I caught the lick we was fresh up out the dropMan the bitches on the corner watch a player like the scoutI said all I wanted was a kiloAll them bitches wanna free loadAll I wanted was a drop with the head cracked like Cee Lo36 them O’s niggaThousand grams on gold niggaPower plans with the blow niggaDC, coke boys niggaOn da corner, pistol on meSmoking on California10 chains, catch pneumoniaYeaAin’t no refunds niggaWanna get your money back?Better bring your guns niggaAnd no receipts in the streetsAll sales, you know they final niggaSo if you lose some then it’s your lossIf you don’t way up then scale offIf you trap right it’ll pay offI used to pray to get a kilo, a kilo36 o's of that raw for my amigoThrow it in that water, watch it swim like NemoMan I swear to God I pray to get a kiloThen I got a kilo, a kiloBetter keep that on the low if you got them kilosYou might get booked or get murdered for that kiloNow I’m steady getting money and this ho wanna fuck cuz she knowI got a kiloShe only want me cuz I got bricksShe only want me when I got bricksBefore a nigga I ain’t had shitShe only want me cuz I got kilos From Letras Mania