Precious Paris - Broke Nicca lyrics
rate meI don’t need a broke nicca
I don’t need a broke nicca
I don’t need a friend that’ll cut me in the throat nigger
I don’t need a broke nicca
I don’t need a broke nicca
I don’t need a friend that’ll cut me in the throat nigger
I don’t need a broke nicca
I don’t need a broke nicca
I don’t need a friend that’ll cut me in the throat nigger
I don’t need a broke nicca
I don’t need a broke nicca
I don’t need a friend that’ll cut me in the throat nigger
Just burry my moms
He’s so worn out
Thought I was Ms so schooled
They totally going out
Well, him, my Vaughnell was just a case
Cause all I see is phony fuckers smiling in my face
Saying, we fear him,giving deaths at him right here
But there’s no but here
So perry dope here, yeah
I’m at my break
Pass the pointy toes
Up in the hood, motherfucker anything goes
Put you flag in the air
Nigger wrap your set
P dot,dollar sign
Put your state wet
Any you on deck?
My niggas need check
Cause they ain’t met a boss bitch like me yet
The tigers telling me: sorry you know, but bitches don’t..
I’m what you want, but you ain’t what I need
I need a nigger that could top my credibility
I don’t need a broke nicca
I don’t need a broke nicca
I don’t need a friend that’ll cut me in the throat nigger
I don’t need a broke nicca
I don’t need a broke nicca
I don’t need a friend that’ll cut me in the throat nigger
I don’t need a broke nicca
I don’t need a broke nicca
I don’t need a friend that’ll cut me in the throat nigger
I don’t need a broke nicca
I don’t need a broke nicca
I don’t need a friend that’ll cut me in the throat nigger
Lord knows I’m trying
Even though everybody around me dying
Everything ain’t what it seems
Behind the covers of a magazine
I’m seeing nightmares when I dream
I fight through!
Featuring on the track play you
Don’t ask me why my whole crew rockin’ that blue
Yes, yes we we used to go perry
Don’t ask me to spit no..
My sell ain’t free
Don’t call the tax if it ain’t about money
To hell with you LOLs bitch ain’t shit funny
I’m trying to get it up
No trick, not your dick
Look at my wrists
I ain’t got time for this
I’m a paper chaser, boss bitch
Got the spine for this
Look at me, you gonna see what grines in this
Fuck her fifteen minutes, ride a gang infinite
I will say no limits
Wishing you was in it
I don’t need a broke nicca
I don’t need a broke nicca
I don’t need a friend that’ll cut me in the throat nigger
I don’t need a broke nicca
I don’t need a broke nicca
I don’t need a friend that’ll cut me in the throat nigger
I don’t need a broke nicca
I don’t need a broke nicca
I don’t need a friend that’ll cut me in the throat nigger
I don’t need a broke nicca
I don’t need a broke nicca
I don’t need a friend that’ll cut me in the throat nigger
I don’t need a broke nicca
I don’t need a broke nicca
I don’t need a broke nicca
I don’t need a broke nicca.