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dogza aries – chapter eleven(robin thirdfloor salute) lyrics

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cavaring my wallet i feel so ashamed
its playing me the sounds empty pockets make
like a nun in a convent,i pray everyday
but that doesn’t help, money’s hard to attain

(like) most of these as and all these yellow bones
last name n-gga, first name broke
like a bad striker, i ain’t good with the goals
and that explains why my finances are a joke

but this ain’t nothing funny, (well) not like trevor
out there on the daily show, comedy central
money is essential, especially in december
third name hopewell so you know i’ve got a themba

i’m a broke -ss n-gga you already know that
can’t f-ck with t.i, ain’t got a bankroll stack
as a matter of fact, i’m a stingy little man
who takes the little that he gets and he keeps it to himself

chorus
broke young n-gga might just file for chapter 11
hunger for randelas got me praying to the devil
all this green gr-ss tempts a young n-gga to settle
might just roll up to get to higher levels
b-tch i’m broke, b-tch i’m broke, b-tch i’m broke broke broke(got no money)
b-tch i’m broke, b-tch i’m broke, b-tch i’m broke broke broke(got no moola)
b-tch i’m broke, b-tch i’m broke, b-tch i’m broke broke broke(got no racks)
b-tch i’m broke, b-tch i’m broke, b-tch i’m broke broke broke(got no stacks)

verse 2
being a dope rapper, gotta murder these beats
gotta stay legit, gotta bag these gees
melrose hustle: gotta spread these cheese
raise the stakes high when i enter to a beef

neglect the b-tches till you get the riches
when you got money man they treat you like a magnet
give them greatness, witness the magic
nothing like some money man to free you from stressing

robin thirdfloor why the f-ck are we so broke n-gga?
we give these people soul food but still, we don’t choke n-ggas
whit bag of coco (dawg) you a dope n-gga
on my knees for the bread proposing a toast n-gga

here’s to us (but) not in that sense (nah)
finna charge a k (huh) for my two cents (yah)
be a nuisance, give these people new sense
who dare say they’re broker than me, can they prove that?

chorus
broke young n-gga might just file for chapter 11
hunger for randelas got me praying to the devil
all this green gr-ss tempts a young n-gga to settle
might just roll up to get to higher levels
b-tch i’m broke, b-tch i’m broke, b-tch i’m broke broke broke(got no money)
b-tch i’m broke, b-tch i’m broke, b-tch i’m broke broke broke(got no moola)
b-tch i’m broke, b-tch i’m broke, b-tch i’m broke broke broke(got no racks)
b-tch i’m broke, b-tch i’m broke, b-tch i’m broke broke broke(got no stacks)



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