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Tay Money – Broke Boi lyrics
Damn
He like the way I’m working
He like the way I’m working
Okay
Okay, Tay motherfucking Money
(Who ya with? Who ya with?)
I only back it up for them dope boys
I ain’t doing nothing with a broke boy
Girl that ain’t his crib, that’s his home boy’s
He talkin’ all that shit and making no noise
You’s a broke boy (what?)
You’s a broke boy (nothin’)
You’s a broke boy (what?)
You’s a broke boy (nothin’)
No broke boys (ew) (x4)
(Ew, I don’t think so)
And she a broke bitch
Aye
She don’t own shit
Five in the morning
Fucked up we still going
I could act a ass in the club and not show it
I heard your new song and that shit sounds stolen
Yeah he love the back bend, bitch
Where your back end?
Need my money now, better make it happen
Broke boy shit, you probably sleeping in your Benz
Broke boy shit, your pockets probably full of lint
He like the way I’m working
He like the way I’m working
He like the way I’m working
He like the way I’m working
I only back it up for them dope boys
I ain’t doing nothing with a broke boy
Girl that ain’t his crib, that’s his home boy’s
He talkin’ all that shit and making no noise
You’s a broke boy (what?)
You’s a broke boy (nothin’)
You’s a broke boy (what?)
You’s a broke boy (nothin’)
No broke boys (ew) (x4)
(Ew, I don’t think so)
Messy ass bitch, you don’t want these problems
All that sneak dissing, you gonna make a bitch pop up
Really heating up, I don’t know a bitch hotter
Straight outta Texas, wanna be a baller
Yo bitch ass don’t look like this
Yo bitch don’t get cash like this (uh uh)
He ask for a pic but I know he want a lick
He got good taste, just ain’t his bitch
He like the way I’m working
He like the way I’m working
He like the way I’m working
He like the way I’m working
I only back it up for them dope boys
I ain’t doing nothing with a broke boy
Girl that ain’t his crib, that’s his home boy’s
He talkin’ all that shit and making no noise
You’s a broke boy (what?)
You’s a broke boy (nothin’)
You’s a broke boy (what?)
You’s a broke boy (nothin’)
No broke boys (ew) (x4)
(I don’t think so, ew)
He like the way I’m working
He like the way I’m working
Okay
Okay, Tay motherfucking Money
(Who ya with? Who ya with?)
I only back it up for them dope boys
I ain’t doing nothing with a broke boy
Girl that ain’t his crib, that’s his home boy’s
He talkin’ all that shit and making no noise
You’s a broke boy (what?)
You’s a broke boy (nothin’)
You’s a broke boy (what?)
You’s a broke boy (nothin’)
No broke boys (ew) (x4)
(Ew, I don’t think so)
And she a broke bitch
Aye
She don’t own shit
Five in the morning
Fucked up we still going
I could act a ass in the club and not show it
I heard your new song and that shit sounds stolen
Yeah he love the back bend, bitch
Where your back end?
Need my money now, better make it happen
Broke boy shit, you probably sleeping in your Benz
Broke boy shit, your pockets probably full of lint
He like the way I’m working
He like the way I’m working
He like the way I’m working
He like the way I’m working
I only back it up for them dope boys
I ain’t doing nothing with a broke boy
Girl that ain’t his crib, that’s his home boy’s
He talkin’ all that shit and making no noise
You’s a broke boy (what?)
You’s a broke boy (nothin’)
You’s a broke boy (what?)
You’s a broke boy (nothin’)
No broke boys (ew) (x4)
(Ew, I don’t think so)
Messy ass bitch, you don’t want these problems
All that sneak dissing, you gonna make a bitch pop up
Really heating up, I don’t know a bitch hotter
Straight outta Texas, wanna be a baller
Yo bitch ass don’t look like this
Yo bitch don’t get cash like this (uh uh)
He ask for a pic but I know he want a lick
He got good taste, just ain’t his bitch
He like the way I’m working
He like the way I’m working
He like the way I’m working
He like the way I’m working
I only back it up for them dope boys
I ain’t doing nothing with a broke boy
Girl that ain’t his crib, that’s his home boy’s
He talkin’ all that shit and making no noise
You’s a broke boy (what?)
You’s a broke boy (nothin’)
You’s a broke boy (what?)
You’s a broke boy (nothin’)
No broke boys (ew) (x4)
(I don’t think so, ew)
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