Brokey (feat. 696 Productions)

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 f*ck 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