Brokey ft. 696 Productions Lyrics

Man I make this shit seem easy

From the outside looking in

Got my first bad bitch

And I ain't went good again

Though we never had no kids

I bust her down and cop her twins

And if they really friendly

I might chop and cop her friends

I know we call them ends

But that's just where it begins

And if I gave a helping hand

Then she owe me that same limb

My females is like emails

Give them messages and send

Like bitch your name Mercedes

You supposed to give me Benzes

The only maybe in her mentions

Sit on four wheels

And fuck her badge of honor

If her closet full of hoe heels

I'm looking out for both of us bitch

I'm doing no deals

And I'm ice cold pimpin'

You gone need a snow mobile

I leave a brokey on E

I don't never gas em up

I leave a brokey on E

I don't never gas em up

I leave a brokey on E

I don't never gas em up

I leave a brokey on E

I don't never

Put some soul in your hoeing

Cause them yolks ain't enough

Some things in life you gotta break

Before they start opening up

I only been arrested once

Really I never did cuffs

I'm from Vegas

The ladies turnin' the most tricks is luck

And she a spinner

You play your cards right you get in her

I roll the dice and if I crap out

Then she gon' be my shitter

You see all that fire in her

I'm the nigga who lit her

I know exactly what she would do

Cause I gave her the splinters

And I'm putting my foot down

So hard it make the earth shake

She gone stuff that bag

Til the handles on her purse break

I tell her run it up

And come in nothing less than first place

And she know just where I'm coming from

Like my birth place

I leave a brokey on E

I don't never gas em up

I leave a brokey on E

I don't never gas em up

I leave a brokey on E

I don't never gas em up

I leave a brokey on E

I don't never gas em up