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letra de broke (summer sckool) - wyatt counterman

[intro]
say what!
we have no idea what we’re saying yet
no words yet
thinking up some lyrics
in the intro – uh huh – doing some lyrics
uh, wait i think i got something
alright man, i’ll follow your lead

[chorus: wyatt counterman, mary beth arendash & jacob mitch-ll]
i have no money but i look pretty dope
just lost my twenty so i guess that i’m broke

[verse 1: wyatt counterman]
yeah okay
they tell me every day that i need to be cheerful
how the h-ll does that work when i have the whole year full
of gas, food, hobbies, and my college tuition
they all tell me to talk but then they say that i’m b-tchin’
well, sorry sir, sorry ma’am, you don’t understand
you see, twice a year i have to write a check for six grand
you tell me “stop complaining” but we ain’t on the same page
look, i work a job that gives me minimum wage
i stock all the shelves and then i help the old ladies
they even make me hear trashy songs from the 80’s
i’m sorry to say it, but that’s cruel and unusual
punishments i’m dealing with, rather be in a cubicle
but i’ll always be broke, i’m in the college of arts
i’ll make almost nothing, but i’ll win lots of hearts
yeah, it’s a dumb dumb decision, i know
and now i’m debt from my head to my toes

[chorus: wyatt counterman, mary beth arendash & jacob mitch-ll]
i have no money but i look pretty dope
just lost my twenty so i guess that i’m broke
i have no money but i look pretty dope
just lost my twenty so i guess that i’m broke

[verse 2: jacob mitch-ll]
you see that box on the side of the road?
over there, yeah that, that’s the place i call home
i got a cardboard chair and a cardboard bed
and the ceiling’s so low i always hit my d-mn head
my girlfriend tells me that i need a real house
she’s done fooling around on my cardboard couch
i’m sorry there babe, but you know i can’t do that
the people at the bank said i’m broke – i said screw that
i’m a broke–ss man, check my broke–ss wallet
i got broke–ss friends or whatever you call it
i got loans out my -ss because i went off to college
i’m just glad i’m not a -beer can opening- alcoholic
i’m sorry that i can’t always buy you nice things
like big fancy necklaces and nice diamond rings
but don’t give up on me, one day i’ll be rich
and i guess if i’m not, then life is a b-tch

[verse 3: jacob mitch-ll (wyatt counterman)]
new car (can’t afford it)
ramen noodles (i adore it)
student loans (that sucks)
my wallet (two bucks)
got a girlfriend (that’s good)
but i live (in the hood)
no one pays me (that’s life)
and i’m lazy (d-mn right!)
new car (can’t afford it)
ramen noodles (i adore it)
student loans (that sucks)
my wallet (two bucks)
got a girlfriend (that’s good)
but i live (in the hood)
no one pays me (that’s life)
and i’m lazy (d-mn right!)

- wyatt counterman

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