lirik lagu zelooperz - broke ass hoes
[intro]
[?] broke ass hoes
broke ass hoes
and i really hate broke ass hoes
[chorus]
huh, like what you waitin’ for?
when i ain’t had a dollar to my name, i had to play a hoe
huh, like what you waitin’ for?
when i ain’t have a dollar to my name, i had to play a hoe
nothin’ comin’ to a sleeper but a dream
when i ain’t had no paper, i turned my fam’ to fiends
[verse 1]
uh, get up and go out, get something
same amiri jeans, three months straight
man, these n~ggas frontin’
and, this b~tch, she only hit my line when she need money
all these carats on me like i’m feeding bunnies
hey, ain’t n0body tell you, “gеt more bees with honey”?
it take hundrеds to get hundreds
rubber band, i’m about to stretch the money
it’s like i told a joke
when i ain’t had nothing, they looked at me funny
if only i had grabbed this sh~t, get chopped
put it in a good bag, sh~t get copped
on the block, day and night, gotta’ look out for cops
look like money, you could make some money
he can get guap’, finna’ shut at the cops
smear head to toe, got the drip on the rocks
they say your plan could make or break a man
i spin like ceiling fans, i sell ’em zatarain’s
[interlude: mandal]
you got to get on your grind, man
god d—!
even when i’m sleepin’, i’m grindin’
i’m like salvador dali, man
i put something in my head so when i drop, i want them to get workin’
[verse 2]
ain’t no reason you should be broke
you could sell kleenex, you could sell coke
one might lead down a clean street
one might lead down a dark road
nothing that i need from a bro code
n~ggas be “bro” when you got dough
ain’t got twins, just tint in the door
he ain’t got bread, but always wanna’ go
go to the strip club, don’t wanna’ throw
time for the photo, always wanna’ pose
up in the a.m. mad this morning
should’ve spent time gettin’ to the money
ain’t had fun, then you had to hit a l!ck
chip on my shoulder, had to find dip
slip on the door, had to hit a n~gga with the rent
had to get dirty and grimy for the grip
you ain’t ever had to grow up like this
diggin’ through the couch tryna’ find ten cents
i sold cd’s, i sold piff
grab me a sharpie, make a r&b mix
n~gga get hungry? then smell your armpit
grab some bologna, put mustard on it
boil you some grits, put sugar on it
ain’t no way i’m going to bed hungry
[chorus]
huh, like what you waitin’ for?
when i ain’t had a dollar to my name, i had to play a hoe
huh, like what you waitin’ for?
when i ain’t have a dollar to my name, i had to play a hoe
nothin’ comin’ to a sleeper but a dream
when i ain’t had no paper, i turned my fam’ to fiends
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