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letra de yung broke boy - brendon snyder

[intro]
aye, waddup with you yung b?
waddup, waddup, waddup
yuh, ain’t nothin much, aye!
it’s yung b, what!

[verse]
catch me pushin’ f-ckin’ b-ttons in a porsche
catch me speedin’ in a rari not a horse
say she wanna f-ck me yeah i said of course
now she say she love me i ain’t show remorse
hunnid thousand bucks, hunnid thousand bentley trucks
and when i get a hunnid thousand i won’t give a f-ck
’cause at that time i know that i ain’t reached a milli yet
but at the time already know i make these bitties wet
i get the bag, i get the cash, i grab the keys and jet
you know i’m puffin on that smoke and it ain’t cigarrete (gas!)
i’m on this hustle to the top but i ain’t leavin’ yet
and all these thotties tryna top me i ain’t schemin’ yet
i’m tryna pull up to the function money in my bank
i’m putting benjis in my pocket, yeah i’m talkin’ franks
and yeah it’s cloudy up in here but it ain’t finna rain
i’m doin’ donuts in the rover, yeah i’m talking range
i ain’t f-ckin’ with these other m-th-rf-ckas, mane
’cause all these f-ckin’ motherf-ckas are so f-ckin’ lame
and all these f-ckas on the bench cause they can’t play this game
i light the blunt, i take a puff, now i can’t feel the same
shawty all up in the function tryna hit my line
and little does she f-ckin’ know she caller number nine
but in fact, i ain’t hit none ’cause i ain’t got the time
and by the way, the girl i’m with yeah she a f-ckin’ dime (bang!)

[outro]
yuh, yuh, it’s yung b, it’s yung b
it’s yung b, it’s yung b, b-tch!
skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt

- brendon snyder

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