Ratatat - House Of Bricks lyrics

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Ratatat - House Of Bricks lyrics

[Hook] This little piggy got a house made of bricks Hand over hand over hand over fist This little piggy got a house made of bricks Huff and puff b**h, you ain't blowing down sh** [Verse 1] Running on fumes, walking on coals Pockets on Rogaine, balled out of control Green means go, red means go I'm color-blind motherf**er, I don't know Feet are beating the block I'm bleeding it squeezing the juice out D's are screaming to stop, I'm fleeing the scene with the tool out Money talk, if you showing off, then that money talk too loud Slap a gag order on the vault and cut Benjamin's tongue out Them dead presidents run mouth Won't be no more discussion Go so hard in the paint, I f** it, bust a nut in the bucket And run amok on you f**wits, and piss and cuss up in public My come-up ain't one to f** with, not for nothing you nothing Stop it slime, y'all are snot rockets Got a lot of product stocked in the Dockers, that's hot pockets Fresh out the car wash, still got a dirty trunk Out for that gold plaque like some old dirty fronts [Hook] [Verse 2] One fish, two fish, platinum fish, gold fish So rich I burn bridges to keep a stoge lit Put the Queensboro in my pipe and smoke it Then scrape the bowl clean and blaze it to the roach clip I play them corners like a rook on a chessboard Couple thousand dollars worth of work in the Guess drawers Up and down the block play ring and run up at d**h's door Ain't bother asking coppers what I'm under arrest for I let it splatter in the batter til it's magnifique The Motorola blow up 'til battery acid leak A grand feast on the block, so let the man eat This one's on the house, I prefer it off the damn street [Hook] [Verse 3] It's the oh my God father of soul, rock and roll Stop, drop, lock, and load, dot dot dot, you know the rest Holes in chests, lay souls to rest Clothes a mess, best protect necks or you'll be next I hold weight and distribute it post-haste Get whole birds on the arm, I'm Ghostface Making tall orders, taking no shorts How'd that little guy get on such a high horse?