Lil Twist - Broke Feat. Fooly Faime Lyrics

Bitch, you broke – shut up

Don't talk to me, get your bread up

And we used to f*ck but I got fed up

We eat...

All my n*ggas fed up

Bitch, you broke – shut up

Don't talk to me, get your bread up

And we used to f*ck but I got fed up

We eatin'...

All my n*ggas fed up

You a hoe rat, that pussy throwback

I'm tryna f*ck

You ain't gotta be a scientist to know that

Been to that money, nothin' before that

Bitch I'll do you dirty, dirty like a floor mat

Yeah I'm tired of hearin' about what you need, bitch

I'm tired of paying for your weeks, bitch

I'm tired of you f*ckin' me, tryin' to get pregnant

Knowin' if you had a baby your broke ass couldn't help it

I be ridin' through the city bangin' 2 Chainz

I ain't worried 'bout the police, I got two names

Keep the sharp 'cause sometimes you gotta do things

She give away that pussy like loose change

Tryna have a n*gga baby, the ceiling never jay jay

This ain't recess, bitch you know I don't play-play

Just bought an AK just took a vacay

Bitch you broke, you need to call Triple A, eh?

Aye, how you f*ck for cash but you not a hoe?

And how I'm gon' respect you if your pockets broke?

On your rep sheet a whole lot of bros

It's a clinic on Western bitch you outta go

You're broke, your pussy stank, you borrow clothes

Lost the little ass that you had playin' with your nose

I dedicate this to my last hoe

Swear I got cash and started actin' like a asshole

Catch up, keep up, Cutlass with the beat up

I be buyin' pounds, so now we can't piece up

Rollie with the crown, bet you wanna f*ck the king, huh?

It's money over bitches, pussy never f*ck this thing up

She still fainted when she seen us

I'm a Grade A n*gga, you's a C+

I got a broom I got a broom, bitch, clean up

Hit the blade, and pay my fee up

t Louis when your baby need WIC

Using vibrators when you know you need dick

Bitch, you sick – hoe, you triflin'

I heard in the 'hood your pussy be cyclin'

Nobody wifin' your ass

Young n*gga got dick, no yeah

Fast money, fast bitches takin' hot baths

And me and relations don't last

My n*gga mustard, got the Benzo my crib's got extendos

I'm hangin' out the window, bangin' out the window

Throw it up chunky - wrists so chunky

I heard the homie f*cked and your pussy smell funky

And I ain't used to what you're used to

The only thing in your ear is a Bluetooth

You n*ggas ain't blinged-out, 20 racks I blow that

5-10-15 I let my n*ggas hold that

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