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No Broke Dick

 

No Broke Dick


(Cook Gods)
He ain't talking' 'bout no motherfucking chicken

I ain't throwing ass unless I see some fucking money fall (Fall, fall, fall)
Nigga, let me see them dollars fall
I ain't make my pussy talk unless I see that money talk (Talk, talk, talk)
Nigga, can you make your pockets talk?
I don't want no five, nigga, I want the six digits
Na-na the thermometer, bitch, I want them nine inches
I don't want no five, nigga, I want the six digits
Na-na the thermometer, bitch, I want them nine inches

Let's be specific (Let's be), I want Rollies and Bentleys (Uh-huh)
Don't forget 'bout my inches, pound to smoke with my bitches
He done blew 'bout a ticket, to a boss, ain't no biggie (Uh-uh)
And he hop out with that glizzy, leave his dick with a hickey
Ass so fat, so curvy (Curvy)
Make him nervous (Nervous)
Throw that ass on him on purpose (Purpose)
But I got that Birkin (That Birkin)
Heard ya little pussy ain't working (Uh-uh) so he got me, sorry (Sorry)
Head real good, he learning (Learning)
Money long like journeys (Journeys)

And I'm off a pill (Pill)
I see them dollar signs, I need something to feel (Ayy, what is that?)
You say you love me, nigga, show me that it's real (You love me)
Fuck all that talking, why you all up in my grill? (Why?)
You cut that check, throw me a bag, we got a deal

I ain't throwing ass unless I see some fucking money fall (Fall, fall, fall)
Nigga, let me see them dollars fall
I ain't make my pussy talk unless I see that money talk (Talk, talk, talk)
Nigga, can you make your pockets talk?
I don't want no five, nigga, I want the six digits
Na-na the thermometer, bitch, I want them nine inches
I don't want no five, nigga, I want the six digits
Na-na the thermometer, bitch, I want them nine inches

Okay, you know that I'm a freak (Freak)
He know I ain't no good (No good)
He know I charge a fee (A fee)
He always got me booked (He comfortable)
He hit me with that D (Ooh)
I take it like a crook (Ooh)
But baby I'm a P (Ooh), it ain't no kissing hoes (Huh?)
Got a lotta ass on me, look so soft, make you wanna grab, don't it? (Grab on it)
Nigga wanna stand on it (Stand)
Don't go in your pocket unless you pulling out a couple hundred (Where it's at?)
I done been there and done it
Them lil' hoes ain't talking no real money (No real money)
Talking 'bout fifty-hundred (Haha)
Get him lil' geekable, he'll never give a fuck

And I'm off a pill (Pill)
I see them dollar signs, I need something to feel (Feel, yeah)
You say you love me, nigga, show me that it's real (Show me)
Fuck all that talking, why you all up in my grill? (Why?)
You cut that check, throw me a bag, we got a deal

I ain't throwing ass unless I see some fucking money fall (Fall, fall, fall)
Nigga, let me see them dollars fall
I ain't make my pussy talk unless I see that money talk (Talk, talk, talk)
Nigga, can you make your pockets talk?
I don't want no five, nigga, I want the six digits
Na-na the thermometer, bitch, I want them nine inches
I don't want no five, nigga, I want the six digits
Na-na the thermometer, bitch, I want them nine inches

Uh-huh
Can't-can't be fucking with no broke nigga, I don't want no broke nigga dick
I want a nigga that can dick-dick-dick me good and can pay my rent

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