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Broke (Ft. Yo Gotti & Sophie Green)

Yea drink Ciroc

'cause I fuck with puff

I pop that ace of spade

Because I rock with jay

I'm on that Cali good

But I'm not in L.a.

I'm somewhere halfway

Between there and the bay

I like them booji broads

I like around the ways

I take them outta they J's put them in Hermes

Might hang out in the club

Might chill out somewhere safer

Kinkos and Office Max

I love to hang with paper

My crib is plush plush

I'm talking elevator

So don't touch touch

Dolce the alligator

You fly right my fly is greater

Multiply the money and the bitches subtract the haters

She said[Chorus]

I don't want no broke niggas no no

I don't want no broke niggas no no

If you ain't got no money then you can't do nothing for me

If you ain't got no money then you can't do nothing for me

In Vegas L.A. and Miami oh yea I like shoppin'

If you can handle all of that then we can get it poppin'

I don't want no broke niggas no no

I want the type of nigga who know how to ball outYou don't no broke nigga

I don't want no broke bitch

Started it balling go quick

I guess we on the same shit

She want me to wife her

Maybe change her life up

Give the keys, shopping sprees

Yea only if I like her

See money ain't the algebra let's get it clear, clear

This is not a gift it's a souvenir, nir

See maybe I'm that nigga who knows how to ball, I am

He Spud Webb height, but the money tall

Audemar his and hers

Body's straight hips and curves

Friends hanging on your nerves

Trying to tell 'em I don't want your girls

I'm come from another world

Money do not grow on trees

That's why I had to hustle her and get my money out the streets[Chorus]My money long money strong bitch I'm ? paid

I'm throwing shots back like it's k-k-kool aid

I got them co coo shades

Them shit is crazy dark

I got two shortys feeling on each others lady parts

Play your part

Know your role

That mustang cold painted Olympic gold

I cal her Elenore you know that Shelby rips

I'm gone in sixty ticks

T-t-t-t-ticks

Before my deal I cut 'bout sixty chicks

Acrobatics got my money turning sixty flips

Old schools I be on that sixties shit

My nigga gone forever intent with sixty bricks[Chorus]

Songwriters

Butler, Richard Preston / Hood, Earl / Goudy, Eric / Haynes, Cornell / Mims, MarioPublished by

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