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letra de broke nigga - lil tjay & lil tut

[intro: lil tut]
cashmoneyap
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yo tjay we gon’ vibe on this one

[chorus: lil tut]
i was stuck in the trap for some days
sippin’ lean got me stuck in my ways
know your boyfriend ain’t broke, he lame
and i know what you’d do for a change
i just want you to come over
let me drive around, be [?]
don’t know the promoter, you can bring your friend pick the [?] one
realize if i’m real or not, ’cause you know i lived it most
as long as i’m here in the rari, you still gon’ crip my pose
can’t lie i been stuck in my ways
sippin’ lean got me feelin’ no pain
tought you really be f-ckin’ with lames
you can shot, tryna reach for my chain, on god

[verse 1: lil tjay]
hey, i hit a buck onna dash
shawty be shakin’ her ass
i’ma just hit from the back
smokin’ dead opps got me smacked
i just be playin’ in the field
run up on me and i’m doin’ the drill
if i get booked, then you know i won’t squeal
n-ggas know me, i just stay in the field, hey
n-ggas don’t bend no blocks
n-ggas don’t send no shots
n-ggas don’t f-ck no thots
i just be chasin’ this gwuap
n-ggas be broke and they pop
thotties just give me the mop
i be chasin’ this bag
n-ggas be broke, is so sad
get up my bag, n-ggas know me, i’ma splash
every time i’m on a track, hey
[chorus: lil tut]
i was stuck in the trap for some days
sippin’ lean got me stuck in my ways
know your boyfriend ain’t broke, he lame
and i know what you’d do for a change
i just want you to come over
let me drive around, be [?]
don’t know the promoter, you can bring your friend pick the [?] one
realize if i’m real or not, ’cause you know i lived it most
as long as i’m here in the rari, you still gon’ crip my pose
can’t lie i been stuck in my ways
sippin’ lean got me feelin’ no pain
tought you really be f-ckin’ with lames
you can shot, tryna reach for my chain, on god

[verse 2: lil tut]
in love with the fashion, started off trappin’, i had to make that sh-t happen
bad lil’ b-tch from manhattan, turn a lil’ b-tch to a dancer
i got my bands and these n-ggas mad ’cause you know i act like my bands up
i’ll let it k!ll it, for brodie i’d die, just did it, brodie i can’t shot
i’m makin’ magic, i’m from packs, whatever i lose i’ma get back
i’m f-ckin’ lil’ b-tch right in the trap, you know it get lit when she throw it back
you know that we lit, we rollin’ with blunts, we never, we come around
bad b-tches when we come around
we them young n-ggas that hold it down
[chorus: lil tut]
i was stuck in the trap for some days
sippin’ lean got me stuck in my ways
know your boyfriend ain’t broke, he lame
and i know what you’d do for a change
i just want you to come over
let me drive around, be [?]
don’t know the promoter, you can bring your friend pick the [?] one
realize if i’m real or not, ’cause you know i lived it most
as long as i’m here in the rari, you still gon’ crip my pose
can’t lie i been stuck in my ways
sippin’ lean got me feelin’ no pain
tought you really be f-ckin’ with lames
you can shot, tryna reach for my chain, on god

- lil tjay lil tut

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