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Paroles de la chanson WITH YO BROKE ASS par Cartel Bo

Yeah (Say, Chance, that beat all the way retarded)
Fuck you talkin' 'bout, nigga? Haha (Yeah)
Houston, Texas, baby (Yeah)
Y'all know where the fuck you at (For real)
We gon' do this here like this here though

I gave that boy a Glock without the switch, nigga looked at me like the gun was broke
Draco hit his whip, the GPS jumped out and hit the floor
.226's hot, they hit his ass, he did the hocus poc
Ran up in this spot 'cause he was sweet and he got his dope revoked
When she call your phone, you see "Wife," that's my lil' thunder throat

Four pills, two blunts, and some drank and I'm 'bout to gut this ho
You don't know what I got goin' on, but you always sayin' you ridin'
I'm gon' kick this gas through the floor, bitch, if 12 come get behind me (Skrrt)
I ain't been nowhere around Diddy, but my diamonds slip and slidin' (No Diddy, haha)
Baby, go in the bank, get that money, my plug just did deposit
Boy, my diamonds wet, you niggas moist, you out here wearin' that mileage (What?)
Take your jewelry off, throw it in your drawers when you go in your closet
Migo came with twelve bricks of fent' and say, "Move that Farrah Fawcett" (Migo)
You ain't never killed whippin' that dope until your wrist exhausted

You ain't never went pimped on no ho, she puttin' it in your pocket
You ain't had them people kick in your door, they got you rippin' runnin'

So go on, stay over there with your lil' broke ass
I don't need you nowhere over here with your lil' broke ass
Niggas always talkin' like they him but ain't got no cash
I don't need you nowhere over here with your lil' broke ass
So go on, stay over there with your lil' broke ass
I don't need you nowhere over here with your lil' broke ass
Niggas always talkin' like they him but ain't got no cash

I don't need you nowhere over here with your lil' broke ass

Let your homie come playin' over here, that's gon' be your ass (Gon' be your ass)
Who that is bleedin' out they eye? That might be your mask (That might be your mask)
Nigga always talkin' 'bout some pressure and ain't got no gas (And ain't got no gas)
Bitches be always askin' for some money with they lil' ho ass (Haha)
Boy, you niggas pitiful (Pitiful)
I been in this mirror, my reflection can't even do the shit I do
Why his pockets big and puffed out like he got on parachutes?
Pay your homies for your location and come embarrass you (Haha)

Knock that bitch's hair loose (Ha)
My money is marital, 'til death do us part, baby (Hey)
My bitch think I'm runnin' from the feds, I'm doin' one eighty (Skrrt)
White girl see this NFL on me, she think I'm Tom Brady
Fuck around and die before I let them people come take me (Grrah)

So go on, stay over there with your lil' broke ass
I don't need you nowhere over here with your lil' broke ass
Niggas always talkin' like they him but ain't got no cash
I don't need you nowhere over here with your lil' broke ass

So go on, stay over there with your lil' broke ass (Yeah)
I don't need you nowhere over here with your lil' broke ass (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Niggas always talkin' like they him but ain't got no cash (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I don't need you nowhere over here with your lil' broke ass (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

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