| You gotta have a j-o-b
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| If you wanna be wit me Cause broke ho’s is a no-no
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| Broke ho’s is a n-o-, n-o- fa sho
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| I’m tired of these motherfuckers
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| Talkin bout broke ass ho’s
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| You motherfuckin right I’ma broke ass ho Breakin yo motherfuckin ass off every time I see you
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| I needs my cash man
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| Gotta have it, gon have it, gon get it
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| (Yukmouth)
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| Who’s the mack, I’m the mack, you’s the mack
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| Kickin a gangsta limpin pimpin like Pretty cone
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| Now it’s your herringbone I’m wearin home
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| (Numskull)
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| Dearly beloved, I’m so low-budget no gold nugget’s
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| Chillin in the two do’cutlass same ol’bucket
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| (Yukmouth)
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| I love it when them bitches call me J. J Cause I’m the bebe, them bitches come visit
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| on pay day
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| (Numskull)
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| To get checks to buy leather coats
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| That’s why I’m solo
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| Cause broke bitches is a no no Bitch that’s just like when that nigga
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| Took me to Vegas, his fat ass fell asleep
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| I got him for his Rolex, and his car keys (whaat)
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| When I initialed back to the town
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| Sold his triple gold for a playa’s price (HAHA!)
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| (Yukmouth)
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| My balls spin off the wall mic goes, psycho’s
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| Therapy to carry me, and felt me A bitch can’t help less that bitch wealthy
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| Cause they ain’t shit but ho’s and tricks
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| So I goes and gives the bitch the stolen grip
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| That left on my nigga’s clothes and shit
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| Vogues and shit, for my hooptie, gucci link
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| Me don’t wanna no broke ass hoochie
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| Cause they coochie stink
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| Think, while your fa sho sho, bitch is a no no Nigga’s kick down you do’at the kick
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| She got your ass licked at the mo mo Don’t no why ya trustin the bitch
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| Cause she suckin ya dick
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| But he fuckin ya bitch
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| In the mix, don’t get it twisted
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| These bitches be broke as fuck
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| Knowin the under they be posted up Sellin but on Novero, make dinero cash
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| Or get the eight and half up yo narrow ass
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| I lay my pimpin down like Ron O’Neal
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| Chill in the village, deal wit more
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| Clean dope fiend like Willis, broke bitches kill me Oohhh, bitch ain’t that Num from the Luniz
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| Yeah, I heard that motherfucker got hella scrilla
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| You ain’t knowin, I’ma set the motherfucker up Get him high wit this sunshine pussy
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| And Nummy all mine, ohh yeah
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| (Numskull)
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| I wanna fuck and that’s it After that split
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| I didn’t kiss ya cause ya breath smelled like shit
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| I only stayed cause you was lickin me But then I got fed up because ya dookie braid’s was stickin me Ya lookin like ya from the blue lagoon
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| But I ain’t trippin cause I know that you’ll be leavin soon
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| Bitch, you only wit me cause you think dat I’m rich
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| You fuck twenty mo’nigga’s, then come to me Sayin you got the itch
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| But I ain’t got it punk, I use to jimmy
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| Uh-uh, remember that day we was fuckin to humpty hump
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| The rubber broke, and I jumped
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| Hit my head on the lamp
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| Cause I was amped, off of drank and the hamps |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Broke Hos , by - Luniz. Song from the album Operation Stackola, in the genre Поп