TMG - Broke Bitch (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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TMG - Broke Bitch (en) Lyrics
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Now hold up, bro, what the fuck you
say? Nah, you ain’t sayin’ none
Add a couple bitches, what’s the
problem? Nah, they makin’ some
Walk Man doin’ laps, it
got us on the run
Bitch, you knowin’ that we on the roll
and that the tape is done, ah!
I’m whippin’ somethin’ foreign
with expired tags
Signin’ on the dotted line, whatever’s
gonna get the bag
The little man, short-sighted,
my decisions bad
Just ‘cause I’m the funny guy does
not mean that I’m callin’ back
So quick, bitch, we workin’ both ends
We push it in motion, we just dipped
our toes in, like woah
Man, I tell that broke bitch
If you wanna get in tune, better
change your whole pitch, like
We push it in motion, we just dipped
our toes in, like woah (Yeah)
Man, tell that broke bitch
Oh, shit, it’s us again
She can’t fuck with me, so
she just fuck my friends
I can’t get pulled over on the
road ‘cause I got contraband
My whip be creepin’ on the ten,
I’m feelin’ weird again
They say, Cody, grow up, I say,
Bitch, I’m goin’ Peter Pan!
Uh, bank account look like
some Cheerios (Yum!)
You can’t see us ‘cause we flyin’ low
Ain’t nothin’ bought or predisposed
But the shit we make our legs and
take out like a runny nose
We movin’ fast, y’all don’t
even know my race
And we know you’re micro soft,
boy, we call you Billy Gates
I’m gainin’ weight, we
cookin’ as of late
Got no taste for bein’ broke so
we ain’t takin’ any breaks
Man, you talkin’ all cap,
we just stick to low-key
Call me Thor ‘cause she want
my fuckin’ hammer, Loki
Man, we baggin’ up the green,
I don’t even smoke tree
I’m her mainline, baby,
‘cause she tryna OD
If you wanna get in tune, better
change your whole pitch
Tell that broke bitch, tell that,
tell that broke bitch
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