Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song You Broke , by - YG. Release date: 31.12.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
You Broke |
| 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 eatin', all my niggas 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 eatin', all my niggas fed up |
| You a ho rat, that pussy throwback |
| I’m tryna fuck, you ain’t gotta be a scientist to know that |
| Been to that money, nothin' before that |
| Bitch I’ll do you dirty, dirty like a floor mat |
| Yeah I’m tired of hearin' about what you need, bitch |
| I’m tired of payin' for yo weaves, bitch |
| I’m tired of you fuckin' me, tryin' to get pregnant |
| Knowin' if you had a baby yo broke ass couldn’t help it |
| I be ridin' through the city bumpin' 2 Chainz |
| I ain’t worried ‘bout the police, I got two names |
| Keep a strap 'cause sometimes you gotta do things |
| She give away that pussy like loose change |
| Tryna have a nigga baby, be sellin that va-jay-jay |
| This ain’t recess, bitch you know I don’t play-play |
| Just bought a A-K, just took a vacay |
| Bitch you broke, you need to call Triple A, ayy |
| 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 eatin', all my niggas 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 eatin', all my niggas fed up |
| How you fuck for cash but you not a ho? |
| And how I’m gon' respect you if your pockets broke? |
| On your rap sheet a whole lot of bros |
| It’s a clinic on Western but you outta go |
| You’re broke, your pussy stink, you borrow clothes |
| Lost the little ass that you had playin' with your nose |
| I dedicate this to my last ho |
| Swear I got cash and started actin' like a asshole |
| Catch up, keep up, Cutlass with the beat up |
| I be buyin' pounds, so naw 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 fannin' when she seen us |
| I’m a Grade A nigga, you’se a C+ |
| I got a room, I got a broom, bitch, clean up |
| Hit the blade, and play my fee 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 eatin', all my niggas 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 eatin', all my niggas fed up |
| You shopping at Louis when your baby need WIC |
| Using vibrators when you know you need dick |
| Bitch you sick, ho you trifling |
| I heard in the ‘hood your pussy be cyclin' |
| Nobody wifin' yo ass |
| Young nigga got dick, no yak |
| fast bitches takin' ho baths |
| And me and relations don’t last |
| My nigga Mustard got the benzo my clips got extendos |
| I’m hangin' out the window, bangin' out the window |
| Throw it up chunky — wrists on chunky |
| I heard the homie fucked and your pussy smell funky |
| And I ain’t used to what you used to |
| The only thing in your ear is a Bluetooth |
| You niggas ain’t blinged-out, 20 racks I blow that |
| 5−10−15 I let my niggas hold that |
| 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 eatin', all my niggas 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 eatin', all my niggas fed up |