Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Broke Leg, artist - Tory Lanez. Album song LoVE me NOw, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 25.10.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Interscope, Mad Love
Song language: English
Broke Leg |
(Everything Foreign) |
What? |
I told her drop that ass 'til you can't no mo' |
Shake that ass up and down like your leg was broke |
Take that big ol' booty girl and scrape the ground |
You fuck with a real nigga when his thugs was down |
You done walked in like you invented the do' |
You don't listen to opinions from these sensitive hoes |
Up and down on the dick like you ain't did it before |
Shorty * that shit like she invented the dome |
I see lil' mama in here twerkin' like she don't work a job |
She let me touch that body like a working massage |
Oh, she in her late 30's? |
She a bad lil' bitch |
All that age shit don't matter, not a tad lil' bit |
I'll take 'em 20, take 'em 30, take 'em 50 years old |
Get to shaking that ass like a video hoe |
She hit the club tonight in a pink dress |
She hit that nigga like "Why the fuck didn't you pay my rent yet?" |
Bounce that ass 'til you can't no mo' |
Shake that ass up and down like your leg was broke |
Take that big ol' booty girl and scrape the ground |
You fuck with a real nigga when his thugs was down |
I said you workin' with some ass, yeah, some ass, yeah |
Make a nigga spend his bag, yeah, his bag, yeah |
Make a nigga pop a tag, yeah, his tag, yeah |
Fuck a nigga like yeah, yeah, yeah yeah |
Wassup though? |
(Wassup?) It's that Huncho (Quavo) |
Bounce that ass hoe, I'ma let cash go (Cash) |
Bitch, you already know how my gang roll (Gang) |
If they pull up, we turn into the stripper bowl (Strippy) |
She with the shit, can she do it with the stick? |
(She with it) |
Big banana, can she do it on a split? |
(Bow) |
Get flew'd out, take you on your first trip (Ooh) |
Can't clock out 'til noon, 'cause you still counting tips (No) |
Pop out, say "Ooh" Lookin' good with your bitch (Pop out) |
Rock out to June, in the summer time we lit (Rock out) |
Pop up balloons, it's your birthday, bitch (Wooh) |
All the rich niggas wanna save this bitch (Ugh) |
Bounce that ass 'til you can't no mo' |
Shake that ass up and down like your leg was broke |
Take that big ol' booty girl and scrape the ground |
You fuck with a real nigga when his thugs was down |
I said you workin' with some ass, yeah, some ass, yeah |
Make a nigga spend his bag, yeah, his bag, yeah |
Make a nigga pop a tag, yeah, his tag, yeah |
Fuck a nigga like yeah, yeah, yeah yeah |
You know who she call when she flew into town |
She told me she would never fuck with me, look at her now |
Got the Lambo' sittin' low, bitch, scrapin' the ground (Skrrt) |
And my diamonds so loud, baguettes sing like Adele |
Got your hooker on the cell, think I'm pimpin' for real |
And these bitches love me 'cause I ain't kissing and tell |
If I ever make a wish, I ain't wishing 'em well |
Sold your soul for some clout, and you ain't never gon' sell |
T-Raw prevail, culinary sea shell |
Big ice on my cross, devil got no chill |
We been fuckin' for a year, I ain't even in my feels |
I been ballin' 10 years, you ain't even on the field (Field) |
Bounce that ass 'til you can't no mo' |
Shake that ass up and down like your leg was broke |
Take that big ol' booty girl and scrape the ground |
You fuck with a real nigga when his thugs was down |
I said you workin' with some ass, yeah, some ass, yeah |
Make a nigga spend his bag, yeah, his bag, yeah |
Make a nigga pop a tag, yeah, his tag, yeah |
Fuck a nigga like yeah, yeah, yeah yeah |