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Broke Bitch Lyrics - Get Off The Stage - Too $hort

[Too $hort] 

Whassup baby? 

Damn like that? Can't even speak? 

I ain't tryin to fuck, just tryin to holla, say whassup 

Let me ask you somethin baby 

Is that a wig or a weave? 

 

What you see is what you get 

If you don't like it, fuck you bitch 

You look good, you hot as shit 

But you broke as hell and ain't got no whip 

I ain't yo' type, I don't care 

Get a light-skinned nigga with long hair 

I spoke, you act like you mad at a dude 

I don't give a fuck 'bout your bad attitude 

It's in me - I'm laced with game 

You get a signed autograph with a face to blame 

Tear it up later when you hate my guts 

Right now, I wanna make you taste my nuts 

You hella fine, but I don't wanna keep in touch 

All I wanted was to sleep with a slut 

I wanna fuck you bitch cause you got the look 

A top notch, but you ain't too hot to be shook 

 

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[Chorus] 

BROKE BITCH~! You can't fuck with me 

You can't afford me 

BROKE BITCH~! You can't even afford a happy meal from McDonald's 

BROKE BITCH~! Five dollars worth of gas 

Where you goin, 'cross the street? 

BROKE BITCH~! 

You just wanna marry a million dollar ballplayer 

BROKE BITCH~! 

 

[Too $hort] 

You wanna get you a nigga in the NFL 

A bsketball player, tall as hell 

You might get lucky, marry the champ 

But when you walk by they say there's a tramp 

Your stock is low, you don't know what happened 

Yo' baby daddy is low budget rappin 

You wanna do it big, spoil the kid 

But you're still at the club out hoein an' shit 

You tryin to hit a lick - no doubt 

You want diamonds, all you get is dick in your mouth 

Bitch, you need to stop and think 

You act like a dick is a slot machine 

Are you serious? You can't be thinkin clear 

It's quicksand bitch you'll sink in here 

You wanna be rich better stop that shit 

You never hit the jackpot 

 

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[Chorus] 

BROKE BITCH~! Yeah we tryin to get top notchers 

Nobody want your busted ass 

BROKE BITCH~! Quit buyin all them knockoff purses and clothes bitch 

BROKE BITCH~! Always starin at the ground 

You need to hold your head up 

BROKE BITCH~! If you had some money you wouldn't be wearin them 

raggedy-ass shoes 

BROKE BITCH~! 

 

[Too $hort] 

There's too many women can't stop a player 

I see one I like, I'ma stop and stare 

I don't need plans, I'ma take the chance 

I don't even have to ask the bitch to dance 

I'm a natural, I don't need luck to win 

I'm the kind of nigga that'll fuck your friend 

And you won't know nothin, every time I see her 

On the low we fuckin, I know them buttons 

and I hit 'em, most of the time I get 'em 

I got a million lines and I spit 'em 

When I wanna fuck, who do I like to call 

I throw a little party and invite 'em all 

They never argue and fight with a brother 

And I like when they like each other 

I told Polow I'm never gettin married 

I don't give a fuck if you was fuckin Sherri! 

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