Broke Make Me Sick Young Scooter & NoCap
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[Intro: Young Scooter]
You hear me? Go get a calculator, nigga
Ya dig?
Yeah (Krazy Mob)
[Chorus: Young Scooter]
Broke niggas make me sick
Broke niggas make me sick (Yeah)
Broke niggas make me sick (Pussy)
Broke niggas make me sick (Let's go)
A million worth of ice and cars, I'm a walking lick (Lick)
I jugg for everything I got, nigga, I wasn't born rich (Jugg)
Broke hoes make me sick (Sick)
Broke hoes make me sick (Yeah)
Broke hoes make me sick
Broke hoes make me sick (Broke hoes make me sick)
In thе club every night, but the bitch can't pay hеr rent
Salute to all the hustlers, but a broke bitch make me sick (Yeah)
[Verse 1: NoCap]
For Ghetto birthday, I might buy him a trap house up in London
Broke niggas make me sick and I see money when I vomit
Hope shorty never know I fucked her friend the same way
Long live Wop, he get the load and it be gone the same day
Pull up, bust down AP, this ho probably rape me 'fore we make it home
We gon' spray his mama's spot, it's his fault she ain't safe at home
All this jewelry on my neck, nigga, I wasn't born shinin'
Feds wanna lock me 'cause I ball, I feel like Brittany Griner
Hold up, pointers in my ear, it's kind of hard to hear
Uh, two Lambos in a year, I do this shit for real
Steer that 'Cat, no fear, it's either Heaven or it's Hell
You ain't really got it so just watch that shit you poppin', nigga
You hear me? Go get a calculator, nigga
Ya dig?
Yeah (Krazy Mob)
[Chorus: Young Scooter]
Broke niggas make me sick
Broke niggas make me sick (Yeah)
Broke niggas make me sick (Pussy)
Broke niggas make me sick (Let's go)
A million worth of ice and cars, I'm a walking lick (Lick)
I jugg for everything I got, nigga, I wasn't born rich (Jugg)
Broke hoes make me sick (Sick)
Broke hoes make me sick (Yeah)
Broke hoes make me sick
Broke hoes make me sick (Broke hoes make me sick)
In thе club every night, but the bitch can't pay hеr rent
Salute to all the hustlers, but a broke bitch make me sick (Yeah)
[Verse 1: NoCap]
For Ghetto birthday, I might buy him a trap house up in London
Broke niggas make me sick and I see money when I vomit
Hope shorty never know I fucked her friend the same way
Long live Wop, he get the load and it be gone the same day
Pull up, bust down AP, this ho probably rape me 'fore we make it home
We gon' spray his mama's spot, it's his fault she ain't safe at home
All this jewelry on my neck, nigga, I wasn't born shinin'
Feds wanna lock me 'cause I ball, I feel like Brittany Griner
Hold up, pointers in my ear, it's kind of hard to hear
Uh, two Lambos in a year, I do this shit for real
Steer that 'Cat, no fear, it's either Heaven or it's Hell
You ain't really got it so just watch that shit you poppin', nigga
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