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letra de andrew tate - guava and gasmastr

[chorus]
(turn that sh-t down so i can record)

i- i don’t need no broke b-tch
woah b-tch (oh sh-t)
her apartment filled with co- i forgot (dusty c-ck-a-roaches)
i don’t need no broke b-tch
woah b-tch (oh sh-t)
her apartment filled with dusty c-ck-a-roaches
i said i don’t need no broke b-tch
you should already know this
if you ain’t got no money, shake that ass on the pole b-tch
i don’t need no broke (b-tch)
i don’t need no broke (b-tch)
i don’t need no broke (b-tch)
i don’t need no broke (b-tch)
[verse 1]
i got bands in my mouth but she can’t pay for braces
can’t afford toothpaste, hasn’t brushed her t–th in ages (what the f-ck)
i f-cking hate asians
they all smell like my -n-s
i cannot explain it
broke b-tch go to another planet (slat!)

[verse 2]
i can’t understand it
that b-tch is too broke it’s tragic
dawson say he wants some ad-libs
(slat! b-tch! cuh!)
i make money like it’s magic
if she’s broke, she’s not a bad b-tch
if she’s rich, then she can have it
see her ass and i’ma clap it
seven digits is attractive
b-tches, snitches, n-ggas cappin’
b-tch, i’m f-cking hyperactive
did everything you can imagine
toothless b-tch could train my dragon
t-toothless b-tch could train my dragon
you’re not rich as me, stop cappin’
you’re b-tch into me, she laughin’
she hallucinating, that dumb b-tch, i’m gonna buy her acid
sh-she hallucinating, that dumb b-tch, i’m gonna buy her acid
[chorus]
i don’t need no broke b-tch
woah b-tch (oh sh-t)
her apartment filled with dusty c-ck-a-roaches
i said i don’t need no broke b-tch
you should already know this
if you ain’t got no money-

[verse 3]
then i f-ck her with persistence
that b-tch needs to listen (listen, stupid b-tch)
i’m like andrew tate
i put it in, i’m like, “oh sh-t, mate”
then i cum late ’cause her ass is fake
i lure all the thotties in with fish bait
i only eat steak
(do the push-ups)
(what are you, a p-ssy?)
(you don’t need a vape)
(have a smoke, have a drink, c’mon, you’re back in the game)
shawty trippin, like scottie pippen
that b-tch looks like stewie griffin
that b-tch’s p-ssy tastes like unseasoned chicken
(yeah, press those b-ttons for me)
(this broke b-tch)
that b-tch got a t–th gap, call that social distance
[chorus]
i- i don’t need no broke b-tch
woah b-tch (oh sh-t)
her apartment filled with dusty c-ck-a-roaches
i said i don’t need no broke b-tch
you should already know this
if you ain’t got no money, shake that ass on the pole b-tch

- guava and gasmastr

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