Luyện nghe bài hát Broke Bitch

Whassup
Damn like that? even speak?
I ain't tryin to fuck, just tryin to holla, say
Let me ask you somethin,
Is a wig or a weave?

you see is what you get
If you don't it, fuck you, bitch
You look good, you hot as
But you broke as hell and ain't got no

I yo' type, I don't care
Get a skinned nigga with long hair
I spoke, you act you mad at a dude
I give a fuck 'bout your bad attitude

It's in me, I'm laced game
You get a signed autograph a face to blame
Tear it up when you hate my guts
Right now, I wanna you taste my nuts

You fine, but I don't wanna keep in touch
All I wanted was to sleep with a
I wanna you, bitch, cause you got the look
A top notch, but you ain't too hot to be

Broke
You can't fuck with me, you afford me
bitch
You can't even afford a happy meal McDonald's

Broke
Five dollars of gas, where you goin 'cross the street?
Broke
You just marry a million dollar ballplayer
bitch

You wanna get you a in the NFL
A basketball player, as hell
You might get lucky, marry the
But when you by they say there's a tramp

The stock is low, you don't know happened
Yo' baby is low budget rappin
You do it big, spoil the kid
But still at the club out hoein a shit

You to hit a lick, no doubt
You want diamonds, all you get is dick in mouth
Bitch, you to stop and think
You act like a is a slot machine

Are you serious? You can't be clear
It's quicksand, bitch, you'll in here
You be rich, you better stop that shit
You hit the jackpot

Broke
Yeah, we to get top notchers, nobody want your busted ass
Broke
Quit buyin all knockoff purses and clothes, bitch

Broke
starin at the ground, you need to hold your head up
Broke
If you had some money you wouldn't be wearin raggedy ass shoes
bitch

There's too many women, stop a player
I see one I like, I'ma stop and
I need plans, I'ma take the chance
I don't even have to ask the to dance

I'm a natural, I need luck to win
I'm the kind of nigga that'll fuck your
And you won't nothin
Every I see her on the low we fuckin

I know them and I hit em
of the time I get 'em
I got a million lines and I 'em
I wanna fuck, who do I like to call
I a little party and invite 'em all

never argue and fight with a brother
And I like when they each other
I told Polow I'm never getting
I don't give a fuck if you was Sherri