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broke bitch - quez2rr lyrics

[intro: quez2rr]
q
b stand for broke b*tch
i hate a broke b*tch
run, n*gga

[verse 1: quez2rr]
and while i’m drivin’, she gon’ eat this sh*t
hate a hoe, that creepin’ sh*t
long live to big b, he up in heaven on that demon sh*t
he blitz, [?], he reach and hit
this fully on me, can’t go for sh*t
thinkin’ wit’ yo’ d*ck, you lost yo’ life trustin’ that freaky b*tch
got shiny vv’s in my mouth, just dropped the price, they air it out
i told my opps, before i eat some p*ssy for y’all whereabouts
i got like one million, you find a hoe that q5 care about
no [?] out, we put sh*t past the sky and smoke on dead guys

[chorus: quez2rr]
okay, that b stand for broke b*tch
i hate a broke b*tch
d stand for that drac’, hop out the car, turn sh*t to dope, b*tch
and c stand for that cash that i’ma drop and watch ’em smack sh*t
i might tell this hoe i love her, i just be lyin’, i be on selfish sh*t
[verse 2: quez2rr]
put this bl!ck on buddy, now his ass start stutterin’, boy, spit it out
he came in but he ain’t bring a gen., now they can’t get him out

gotti died, now it’s all up to you if you gon’ spin or not
okay, that black truck we slidin’ in
you could diss in them new shoes, you feel like dyin’ in ’em
just signed for all these blues, i feel like nuttin’ in ’bout five women
just signed for all these blues, i paid for hats and watch them minds, split ’em
on b, n*gga

[chorus: quez2rr]
okay, that b stand for broke b*tch
i hate a broke b*tch
d stand for that drac’, hop out the car, turn sh*t to dope, b*tch
and c stand for that cash that i’ma drop and watch ’em smack sh*t
i might tell this hoe i love her, i just be lyin’, i be on selfish sh*t
(okay, that b stand for broke b*tch)
(i hate a broke b*tch)
(d stand for that drac’, hop out the car, turn sh*t to dope, b*tch)

[verse 3: enphamus]
i’ll pull a n*gga card and get him tapped if he don’t pay me
i’m aggressive, out here d*gg*n’ all these b*tches, i got rabies
b*tch, i’m pushin’ up before my time, and i come premature, baby
b*tch, i’m firm, if you pay yo’ due on time, it’s a late fee
i don’t want it, get that, “blood this, blood that”
go collect that call before you f*ck around and get blood smacked
all these n*ggas tellin’, who the f*ck gon’ bring the thugs back?
better drive correctly, f*ck yo’ life, boy, bring them drugs back
i’m official
i’m the same old n*gga, just a lil’ richer
i know i’m humongous, i can never see the bigger picture
woofin’ on that mic’ll get you jacked up like lil’ richard
bae, i want that freaky b*tch that you portrayin’ on yo’ finsta’
eat it right, you gon’ eat burger king tonight, and [?]
i don’t share no posts, i’m tryna blow me up, no, you the bum
tryna duck off wit’ my b*tch and pop back out, [?]
heard sh*t from the west, and just like yeezy momma, her name donda
yo’, e that n*gga, sorry, i can’t help it, b*tch, i’m that n*gga
somewhere gettin’ skinny, goin’ brazy ’bout a fat n*gga
got the rock, acetone the game like a crack dealer
famous, still’ll get that boy off quicker than a bad sitter
n*gga, ugh
go, i said—, uh*uh, uh, uh
b stand for—, uh*uh, uh*uh, uh
b stand for broke b*tch
[outro: quez2rr]
(okay, that b stand for broke b*tch)
(i hate a broke b*tch)
(d stand for that drac’, hop out the car, turn sh*t to dope, b*tch)
(and c stand for that cash that i’ma drop and watch ’em smack sh*t)
(i might tell this hoe i love her, i just be lyin’, i be on selfish sh*t)

- quez2rr lyrics

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