Brokey lyrics

by

Latto


[Intro]
Hmm, huh, huh, huh
COUPE

[Pre-Chorus]
When a real one hold you down, bae, you supposed to drown
You ain't never f*ck with no boss b*tch, I turned you out (Turned you out)
You won't catch me in no Shark boots, y'all burnt 'em out (Burnt 'em out)
b*tches gotta wait till they birthday to go out of town

[Interlude]
Yeah, I got my twin with me, you know what the f*ck we doin'
Twenty black suburbans wherever the f*ck we go, b*tch
Two Lambs, (Yeah) four Bentley trucks (Big Latto, mm), and twenty Hellcats (Big Latto, uh-huh)
Get on with a real n*gga though (Big Latto, huh, huh)

[Pre-Chorus]
When a real one hold you down, bae, you supposed to drown
You ain't never f*ck with no boss b*tch, I turned you out (Turned you out)
You won't catch me in no Shark boots, y'all burnt 'em out (Burnt 'еm out)
b*tches gotta wait till they birthday to go out of town

[Chorus]
Brokey, yеah, I talk a lot of sh*t (Haha)
He like, "Who you think you is?," n*gga, not your b*tch
Brokey, n*gga, not your ho (No)
Think he got one up on me, whole time this sh*t like 3 and 0, twin (Haha)
[Verse 1]
b*tch, I be going in (Going in)
b*tches clearly want my life and it's so evident (Evident)
Cook, clean and f*ck him right, l'm so heaven-sent (Heaven-sent)
What I look like asking him about another b*tch? (Another b*tch, hmm)
Might tell you once, won't tell you twice
If hoes shut up we'd be alright, see, y'all gon tweet and I'm gon fight, facts (Boaw)
Yeah, these hoes sweet as apple pie
Ain't got no car, so hoes di*kride, but bro said y'all can't even do that
What? (Uh) Why? (Uh) How? (Uh) When? (Uh) Where?
Just let me know how you want to play it, b*tch, you know I'm there (Pop)
If it was smoke, then I would say it, b*tch, I'm crystal clear (Pop)
Left my panties at his mansion like a souvenir

[Pre-Chorus]
When a real one hold you down, bae, you supposed to drown
You ain't never f*ck with no boss b*tch, I turned you out (Turned you out)
You won't catch me in no Shark boots, y'all burnt 'em out (Burnt 'em out)
b*tches gotta wait till they birthday to go out of town

[Chorus]
Brokey, yeah, I talk a lot of sh*t (Haha)
He like, "Who you think you is?," n*gga, not your b*tch
Brokey, n*gga, not your ho (No)
Think he got one up on me, whole time this sh*t like 3 and 0, twin
[Verse 2]
Mrs. Can't-Be-f*cked-With, hoes ain't talking 'bout nothing
Every time I look up, I'm the topic of discussion
I'm in a fast coupe (Skrrr), you in a bad mood (Uh)
Funky b*tch, you left your pus*y in the bathroom (Ew, haha)
You gon' meet him halfway (Huh?)
I'm gon' meet him at the bank (Wrrr), I'm the type to make him wait (Shhh)
You the type to give it up (Uh), it's hard for me to give a f*ck (b*tch)
You gon' let him plead his case (Huh), a b*tch like me can't go for nothing (Nothing)
Huh? Know what's in my cup (Cup)
When I leave the club, consider that n*gga f*cked (f*cked)
When you mention me (Huh), don't forget rich as f*ck (Rich as f*ck)
pus*y squeaky clean, but I got junk up in the trunk (Damn)

[Pre-Chorus]
When a real one hold you down, bae, you supposed to drown
You ain't never f*ck with no boss b*tch, I turned you out (Turned you out)
You won't catch me in no Shark boots, y'all burnt 'em out (Burnt 'em out)
b*tches gotta wait till they birthday to go out of town

[Chorus]
Brokey, yeah, I talk a lot of sh*t (Haha)
He like, "Who you think you is?," n*gga, not your b*tch
Brokey, n*gga, not your ho (No)
Think he got one up on me, whole time this sh*t like 3 and 0, twin
[Outro]
Brokey (These b*tches broke), tuh
Brokey (These b*tches broke), hahaha, tuh
Brokey (These b*tches broke), tuh
Big Latto, Big Latto, Big Latto
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