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guava and gasmastr – andrew tate lyrics

[chorus]
(turn that sh+t down so i can record)

i+ i don’t need no broke b+tch
woah b+tch (oh sh+t)
her apartment filled with co+ i forgot (dusty c+ck+a+roaches)
i don’t need no broke b+tch
woah b+tch (oh sh+t)
her apartment filled with dusty c+ck+a+roaches
i said i don’t need no broke b+tch
you should already know this
if you ain’t got no money, shake that ass on the pole b+tch
i don’t need no broke (b+tch)
i don’t need no broke (b+tch)
i don’t need no broke (b+tch)
i don’t need no broke (b+tch)
[verse 1]
i got bands in my mouth but she can’t pay for braces
can’t afford toothpaste, hasn’t brushed her t++th in ages (what the f+ck)
i f+cking hate asians
they all smell like my +n+s
i cannot explain it
broke b+tch go to another planet (slat!)

[verse 2]
i can’t understand it
that b+tch is too broke it’s tragic
dawson say he wants some ad+libs
(slat! b+tch! cuh!)
i make money like it’s magic
if she’s broke, she’s not a bad b+tch
if she’s rich, then she can have it
see her ass and i’ma clap it
seven digits is attractive
b+tches, snitches, n+ggas cappin’
b+tch, i’m f+cking hyperactive
did everything you can imagine
toothless b+tch could train my dragon
t+toothless b+tch could train my dragon
you’re not rich as me, stop cappin’
you’re b+tch into me, she laughin’
she hallucinating, that dumb b+tch, i’m gonna buy her acid
sh+she hallucinating, that dumb b+tch, i’m gonna buy her acid
[chorus]
i don’t need no broke b+tch
woah b+tch (oh sh+t)
her apartment filled with dusty c+ck+a+roaches
i said i don’t need no broke b+tch
you should already know this
if you ain’t got no money+

[verse 3]
then i f+ck her with persistence
that b+tch needs to listen (listen, stupid b+tch)
i’m like andrew tate
i put it in, i’m like, “oh sh+t, mate”
then i cum late ’cause her ass is fake
i lure all the thotties in with fish bait
i only eat steak
(do the push+ups)
(what are you, a p+ssy?)
(you don’t need a vape)
(have a smoke, have a drink, c’mon, you’re back in the game)
shawty trippin, like scottie pippen
that b+tch looks like stewie griffin
that b+tch’s p+ssy tastes like unseasoned chicken
(yeah, press those b+ttons for me)
(this broke b+tch)
that b+tch got a t++th gap, call that social distance
[chorus]
i+ i don’t need no broke b+tch
woah b+tch (oh sh+t)
her apartment filled with dusty c+ck+a+roaches
i said i don’t need no broke b+tch
you should already know this
if you ain’t got no money, shake that ass on the pole b+tch

- guava and gasmastr lyrics

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