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letra de i piss monster energy! - "brokie"

[intro]
h-llo, class (hey brokie!)
aight, today i want you to say
“b-tch, it’s yung brokie, i f-ck on your b-tch” go ahead
(b-tch, it’s yung brokie, i f-ck on your b-tch)
very good, very good

[verse]
w-woke up, everybody b-tchin’ feel like jen
s-smoke up, until i cannot hit on my pen, uh
w-whippin’ in the benz, uh
i tell that b-tch shut it, cause we nothing more that friends, uh
gucci-gucci on my lens, uh
smokin’ in the [?]
yeah, i’m with your sl-t, got her p-ssy on my face, uh
i got like 2k, that sh-t in my safe, uh
you is a [?], so please get out my sp-ce, uh
you is a [?], get out my place, uh
b-tch, i got the uzi make his [?] sound like drake
b-tch, i’m so humble, till i’m going for the take
i ain’t rеally f-ckin’ wit these rappers, thеy some snakes
(okay, okay)
yuh, runnin’ down yo’ block with a boom
b-tch i’m- b-tch i’m blow up out the roof
b-tch-b-tch i got a two
b-tch, i got a glock, it go phew
whippin’- whippin’ in the [?] with no roof
i just- i just played a f-ckboy in yu-gi-oh
and i just kicked his ass
her lips-lips on my s-m-n, until that b-tch leave with a [?]
her lips on my weenie, until i’m l!ckin’ on her ass
her lips on my weenie, and i ain’t even have to ask her
i’m up on this b-tch like a doctor, i’ma f-ck his father
then i put my d-ck up in his daughter
that b-tch drinkin’ on my p-ss like it’s monster
now she got a heartburn, brokie way too fruity
[?]
that b-tch tryna f-ck, i told her “thank you for the offer”
that boy talkin’ sh-t, i threw that f-ckboy in a locker
that boy tryna b-tt? man, i thought that he was smarter, uh
hop off of the shower and i’m still covered in water
that’s diamonds, me and the homies we straight cloying
i’ma f-ck his b-tch now, i don’t care about the timing
trifling, b-tch up on my d-ck because i’m [?]
my d-ck in her p-ssy become binded
i’ma break her [?], that b-tch not a virgin though
i’m whippin’ in the suburbs, and a mof-ckin’ suburban though
[?]
b-tch, i am a cracker
i just f-cked that boy until that p-ssy b-tch back hurt
that boy is a f-ggort
he don’t need mourning afters
industry baby, that sh-t a slapper
if she talkin’ sh-t, on chris brown, i’ma smack her
i just heard your music, and i’ve never heard sh-t wacker
that b-tch talkin’ sh-t, so i pack her
like b-tch yo’ trifling ass-
[outro]
oh f-ck, alright
i’ll actually leave now
sorry, i had to just bar out for a second
iss brokie!

- brokie

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