YG - You Broke feat. Nipsey Hussle lyrics
rate me[Hook]
Bitch you broke, shut up,
Don’t talk to me
Get your bread up,
And we used to fuck, but I got fed up
We eat, all my nigga fed up
Bitch you broke, shut up,
Don’t talk to me
Get your bread up,
And we used to fuck, but I got fed up
We eat, all my nigga fed up
Ah, you a hoe act, that pussy throwback
I’m something fuck, you ain’t gotta be assigned just to know that
Been to that money, nothing before that
Bitch I do you dirty, dirty like a throw mat
Yeah I’m tired hearin bout what you need, bitch
I’m tired payin for your wheeps, bitch
I’m tired of you fuckin me, cause tryina get pregnant
Knowin if you had a baby, yo broke that couldn’t help it
I be riding through the city reckin 2 chainz
I ain’t worried bout the police I got 2 names
Keep the struggle cause sometimes you gotta do thangs
She give away that pussy like loose chains
Tryina have a nigga baby, the ceilin never jay jay
This ain’t recess, bitch you know I don’t play, play
Just bought an ak, just took a vacate
Bitch you broke, you need to call triple aaa
[Hook]
Bitch you broke, shut up,
Don’t talk to me
Get your bread up,
And we used to fuck, but I got fed up
We eat, all my nigga fed up
Bitch you broke, shut up,
Don’t talk to me
Get your bread up,
And we used to fuck, but I got fed up
We eat, all my nigga fed up
How you fuck for cash, but you not a hoe
And how I’m gonn respect you if your pockets broke?
On your rapsheet, a whole lot of bros
It’s a clinic on, western bitch you out of gold
You broke, your pussy stank, you borrow clothes
Lost the little ass that you had playing with your nose
I dedicate this to my last hoes,
Swear I got cash and start actin like an asshole
Catch up, keep up, colors with the beat up
I be buying pounds so no we can’t peace up
Rollie with the crown, bet you wanna fuck the king, huh?
It’s money over bitches, pussy never fuck this thing up
She still phantom when she see us
I’m a grad A nigga, you’s a C plus
I got a broom, I got a room, bitch clean up
Hit the blade and pay my ... up
[Hook]
Bitch you broke, shut up,
Don’t talk to me
Get your bread up,
And we used to fuck, but I got fed up
We eat, all my nigga fed up
Bitch you broke, shut up,
Don’t talk to me
Get your bread up,
And we used to fuck, but I got fed up
We eat, all my nigga fed up
You shoppin at louie when you baby need whick
Using vibrators when you know you need dick
Bitch you sick, hoe you trife
Man I heard in the hood your pussy be cycling
Nobody wifing your ass, young nigga god dick, no yak
Fast money, fast bitches, taking whole daps
And me and relations don’t last
A nigga must have got the benz all my clips got extendos
I’m hanging out the window, banging out the window
Throw it up chunky, wrists on chunky
I heard the home be fuck and your pussy smell funky
And I ain’t used to what you used to
The only thang in your ear is a bluetooth
You niggas ain’t blinged though,
20 racks I blow that, 5 teen, 15, I let my niggas hold that
[Hook]
Bitch you broke, shut up,
Don’t talk to me
Get your bread up,
And we used to fuck, but I got fed up
We eat, all my nigga fed up
Bitch you broke, shut up,
Don’t talk to me
Get your bread up,
And we used to fuck, but I got fed up
We eat, all my nigga fed up.
