Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song No Broke Dick , by - Jucee Froot. Release date: 13.05.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
No Broke Dick |
| Nigga, let me see them dollars fall |
| I ain’t make my pussy talk unless I see that money talk (Talk, talk, talk) |
| Nigga, can you make your pockets talk? |
| I don’t want no five, nigga, I want the six digits |
| Na-na the thermometer, bitch, I want them nine inches |
| I don’t want no five, nigga, I want the six digits |
| Na-na the thermometer, bitch, I want them nine inches |
| Let’s be specific (Let's be), I want Rollies and Bentleys (Uh-huh) |
| Don’t forget 'bout my inches, pound to smoke with my bitches |
| He done blew 'bout a ticket, to a boss, ain’t no biggie (Uh-uh) |
| And he hop out with that glizzy, leave his dick with a hickey |
| Ass so fat, so curvy (Curvy) |
| Make him nervous (Nervous) |
| Throw that ass on him on purpose (Purpose) |
| But I got that Birkin (That Birkin) |
| Heard ya little pussy ain’t working (Uh-uh) so he got me, sorry (Sorry) |
| Head real good, he learning (Learning) |
| Money long like journeys (Journeys) |
| And I’m off a pill (Pill) |
| I see them dollar signs, I need somethin' to feel (Ayy, what is that?) |
| You say you love me, nigga, show me that it’s real (You love me) |
| Fuck all that talkin', why you all up in my grill? |
| (Why?) |
| You cut that check, throw me a bag, we got a deal |
| I ain’t throwing ass unless I see some fucking money fall (Fall, fall, fall) |
| Nigga, let me see them dollars fall |
| I ain’t make my pussy talk unless I see that money talk (Talk, talk, talk) |
| Nigga, can you make your pockets talk? |
| I don’t want no five, nigga, I want the six digits |
| Na-na the thermometer, bitch, I want them nine inches |
| I don’t want no five, nigga, I want the six digits |
| Na-na the thermometer, bitch, I want them nine inches |
| Okay, you know that I’m a freak (Freak) |
| He know I ain’t no good (No good) |
| He know I charge a fee (A fee) |
| He always got me booked (He comfortable) |
| He hit me with that D (Ooh) |
| I take it like a crook (Ooh) |
| But baby I’m a P (Ooh), it ain’t no kissin' hoes (Huh?) |
| Got a lotta ass on me, look so soft, make you wanna grab, don’t it? |
| (Grab on it) |
| Nigga wanna stand on it (Stand) |
| Don’t go in your pocket unless you pullin' out a couple hundred (Where it’s at?) |
| I done been there and done it |
| Them lil' hoes ain’t talkin' no real money (No real money) |
| Talkin' 'bout fifty-hundred (Haha) |
| Get him lil' geekable, he’ll never give a fuck |
| And I’m off a pill (Pill) |
| I see them dollar signs, I need somethin' to feel (Feel, yeah) |
| You say you love me, nigga, show me that it’s real (Show me) |
| Fuck all that talkin', why you all up in my grill? |
| (Why?) |
| You cut that check, throw me a bag, we got a deal |
| I ain’t throwing ass unless I see some fucking money fall (Fall, fall, fall) |
| Nigga, let me see them dollars fall |
| I ain’t make my pussy talk unless I see that money talk (Talk, talk, talk) |
| Nigga, can you make your pockets talk? |
| I don’t want no five, nigga, I want the six digits |
| Na-na the thermometer, bitch, I want them nine inches |
| I don’t want no five, nigga, I want the six digits |
| Na-na the thermometer, bitch, I want them nine inches |
| Uh-huh |
| Can’t-can't be fuckin' with no broke nigga, I don’t want no broke nigga dick |
| I want a nigga that can dick-dick-dick me good and can pay my rent |