Dopehead - Bruiser Brigade lyrics

[Hook] BRUISER! That's my crew BRUISER! But don't forget the brew MGD's and Colt 45's But don't forget that Molson Ice [Verse 1] I'm about to drink a Heineken (Heineken?) I'm about to drink a Heineken (Heineken?) Met a white b**h with a China friend (China friend?) She gone slurp me and she gone slurp my friends BRUISER! That's my crew BRUISER! But don't forget the brew Coronas and Bud Ice Don't forget the Miller High Life We about to drink some PBR No bottles at the club, n***a, we at the bar UK n***as up in the pubs, they watching them soccer games We just drunk as f**, n***a, we bumping Waka Flame (BOW-BOW-BOW-BOW!) Yo, b**h! She wanna f** me Yo, b**h! She wanna s** me What the f** you think she 'posed to do? But if she f** me, she gotta f** the crew [Hook] [Interlude: Dopehead] Bruiser Brigade, b**h! If you ain't pulling a n***a dick out and slapping yourself with it Throwing this b**h in your mouth s**ing dick with bubbles f**ing all night and drinking protein shakes in the morning Get the f** outta here! [Verse 2] I don't give a f** 'bout none of these ho a** n***as I don't give a f** 'bout none of these ho a** n***as I'm drunk as f**, might fire on one of these n***as We drunk as f**, we might just jump these n***as BRUISER! That's my crew BRUISER! But don't forget the brew We drink up everything up on the shelf Now we hurling in the bathroom, I need some help But that's the life of Bruiser n***a Don't make me have to shoot a n***a b**h, it's Bruiser Brigade b**h, it's Bruiser Brigade [Verse 3: Dopehead] I need some brain, I think I lost mine I'm higher than Swizz Beatz' hairline You always cake up then bake up, say what? You rappers cuff and you fake as lace fronts Dopehead hustle harder, n***as can't knock it Super skinnies, loosies breaking in my back pocket I slam a rapper head first like the Undertaker Head-bu*t your whole skull in, n***a f** a hater You soft as Elvin off the Cosby's My n***as down to do a homi' Bruiser Brigade and don't forget the brew Styling on rappers since Northwestern High School Calling me ahead of my time is an insult I don't need a pencil, this sh** is all mental You rappers are wack, mad as hell and you bored as f** I hit the stage grab the mic and do my Jordan shrug