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letra de petty! - issbrokie

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[intro]
man, this sh-t is f-cking— it got so—
brokie, your music f-cking su—

[chorus]
alright, smokin’ good sh-t, it’s gettin’ me fried
she get wet when i look in her eyes
when at night, she like this, she gon’ slide
huh, yeah
[?] from my neck to my thighs
shawty mad ’cause she textin’, i’m dry
money takin’ fake outta the skies
typa sh-t that i hate and despise

[verse]
every fake with opinions, y’all popular
photos my [?], i got optimal
callers, i’m sorry, i’m blocked, can’t be [?]
[?]
she a popular throat, it got chrome typa chrome
i got rocks on my choker, got phones top on phones
i’m a popular loner, got [?] froze
but my diamonds got colder
she wondеr if i’m packin’, i’ma show her
d-mn, way i pound, make a chick suck it down
no [?] wherе i’m at, now that sh-t start a round
new fl!cks in my house, i don’t want people knowin’ how i’m livin’ right now
too rich for a frown, shark t–th, gold grills on my crowns
stick your main b-tch down, make her limp through the town
they like, “brokie, why you talk about s-x so much?”
huh, it’s the only thing i do
beside droppin’ checks, gettin’ hundreds, gettin’ blues
your side b-tch on my lap and your main b-tch in my pool
two fried for a check, got me talkin’ like a fool
runnin’ it back again, shawty bust it, feelin’ cool
makin’ the bed rock back and forth, yaba-daba-doo
b-tch, i’m skinnin’ on this motherf-ckin’ beat, what it do?
with the karma’ on my beats, dweat to god, we the truth
stickin’ on yo asses, brokie in the pool
[chorus]
alright, smokin’ good sh-t, it’s gettin’ me fried
she get wet when i look in her eyes
when at night, she like this, she gon’ slide
huh, yeah
[?] from my neck to my thighs
shawty mad ’cause she textin’, i’m dry
money takin’ fake outta the skies
typa sh-t that i hate and despise
alright, smokin’ good sh-t, it’s gettin’ me fried
she get wet when i look in her eyes
when at night, she like this, she gon’ slide
huh, yeah
[?] from my neck to my thighs
shawty mad ’cause she textin’, i’m dry
money takin’ fake outta the skies
typa sh-t that i hate and despise (d-mnit, d-mnit)

[outro]
da— d-d-d-d-d-mnit

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