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daphne blake & the head - broke ass bitches lyrics

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[verse 1 – daphne blake]
real b-tches only allowed tonight
we got the party bumped up and the stars so bright
zanella, jessy, ari, barbie, luis, charlie, artie
on that heaven level, so sky high
but who’s this b-tch just walking by?

oh no
f-ck the f-ck
oh it’s so hideous!
oh my god!
she’s coming over here in that two dollar crop top that she bought at walmart!

big p-ssy slapper
we’re in roblox with the whip
here’s a tip
here’s some robux
go buy yourself a ross fit
i hate broke -ss b-tches and you seem to fit the bill
but you’re here, and not there, so what’s even your deal?

[chorus – daphne blake]
you’re not popular and i f-cking hate your guts
you’re like bekim so uncool, acting like a huge sl-t
(rah, rah)
that’s not you, you just ain’t that kind of girl
boys run, yeah they hide, and you make ’em f-cking hurl

i’m lying, i’m flying, high up above
your big -ss on the ground, gotta push and shove
this club is only for 95 and under
i repeat, only for 95 and under

you’re not skinny enough and i would just push you out
but you’re fat and weigh a ton, and you’re ruining our fun

[post-chorus – daphne blake]
(emergency broadcast, we are currently dealing with)
broke -ss b-tches in the club tonight
we don’t need these broke -ss b-tches in the club tonight
please exit to the right, right
and shut this place down down tonight

[hook – the head]
broke -ss b-tches
i hate broke -ss b-tches
raise your gl-ss to the ceiling
if you hate broke b-tches

broke -ss b-tches
i hate broke -ss b-tches
raise your gl-ss to the ceiling
if you hate broke b-tches

[verse 2 – the head]
i’m in the club like what the f-ck?
first thing i see, a b-tch wearing uggs
girl, where you get that jacket from?
mine worth a stack, yours worth a crumb
i’m michael kors, you’re dollar tree
so please just stay away from me
lemme step into the vip
to get away from little miss misery

alert, alert
this b-tch is looking hurt
’cause she can’t afford a drink
and she can’t find work

back up, b-tch
just come back when you’re rich
you make me puke but i’m sober
these broke b-tches are over

[verse 3 – both]
i’d rather hang out with rubber johnny
or do some drugs in the company of gandhi
lay out all my sh-t for you to just steal
or pick at my bones like a vulture’s next meal

[hook – the head]
broke -ss b-tches won’t you stay away from me
broke -ss b-tches i don’t want your company
broke -ss b-tches won’t you stay away from me
broke -ss b-tches i don’t want your company

[chorus – the head]
you’re so f-cking poor, you can’t afford my taste
so walk out the door before you get f-cking tazed
hit the street, broke -ss creep
honey you should know your place

[post-chorus – the head]
we making dollar dollar dollar dollar dollar dollar dollar
(broke -ss b-tches!)
i’m a baller baller baller baller baller baller baller
(i hate broke -ss b-tches!)
we making dollar dollar dollar dollar dollar dollar dollar
(broke -ss b-tches!)
i’m a baller baller baller baller baller baller baller
(i hate broke -ss b-tches!)

[outro – the head]
dollar dollar dollar dollar dollar dollar dollar
i’m a baller baller baller baller baller baller baller
dollar dollar dollar dollar dollar dollar dollar
i’m a baller baller baller baller baller baller baller

- daphne blake the head lyrics

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