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Fell Sleep Broke Video (MV)




Performed By: Showjoe
Length: 1:55
Written by: Joseph Dagbe




Showjoe - Fell Sleep Broke Lyrics




Uh uh uh uh uh uh yeah
I was f*cking that bitch, how do you know her?
I was broke as a bitch, then it blew over
All these niggas is cooked, tell em move over
Left quick, came back in a new rover
Now that bitch on my dick, should've stayed down
Tell that bitch that I'm up, I got cake now
When I thumb through the cash, it's a great sound
When I f*ck on that bitch, make her break down

Fell asleep broke, then I woke up winnin'
Took that bitch home, then I woke up in it
Hunnids on hunnids bitch, yes I get it
F*ck bout the price tag, bitch keep spending
F*ck bout a opp, bitch I'm keep spinning
(brrt, brrt, brrt, rawr)
Pop out with racks like, "yes he did it"
(Pop out, pop out, pop out, yah)

She keep on looking at me, she get hit up
I'ma take her for the night, keep your head up
Same shit new day, bitch I'm fed up
These niggas think that they hard, cuz its sped up
I cannot f*ck on that hoe, It's a set up
He keep on talking then he get bled up
Why you keep crying about racks, bitch get up
Young niggaa stayed down, now my deads up
I ain't tripping, got bags on bags
Wake up, new fit, swag on swag
I ain't tripping bitch, I'm swerving fast
It's just me and my bitch in the back
(uh, huh)

Ice flow bitch, cold on that
Suck my dick, choke on that
Cut her off then the hoe run back (what)
Ball hard then run it back (what)

I was f*cking that bitch, how do you know her?
I was broke as a bitch, then it blew over
All these niggas is cooked, tell em move over
Left quick, came back in a new rover
Now that bitch on my dick, should've stayed down
Tell that bitch that I'm up, I got cake now
When I thumb through the cash, it's a great sound
When I f*ck on that bitch, make her break down

Fell asleep broke, then I woke up winnin'
Took that bitch home, then I woke up in it
Hunnids on hunnids bitch, yes I get it
F*ck bout the price tag, bitch keep spending
F*ck bout a opp, bitch I'm keep spinning
Pop out with racks like, "yes he did it"
(Pop out, pop out, pop out, yah)

Of course it's odd,
I mean, what's odd stands out
What's even, lies flat
But you can't see, the outstanding,
Without the flat background
So you wonder,
"What is it?"
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Uh uh uh uh uh uh yeah
I was f*cking that bitch, how do you know her?
I was broke as a bitch, then it blew over
All these niggas is cooked, tell em move over
Left quick, came back in a new rover
Now that bitch on my dick, should've stayed down
Tell that bitch that I'm up, I got cake now
When I thumb through the cash, it's a great sound
When I f*ck on that bitch, make her break down

Fell asleep broke, then I woke up winnin'
Took that bitch home, then I woke up in it
Hunnids on hunnids bitch, yes I get it
F*ck bout the price tag, bitch keep spending
F*ck bout a opp, bitch I'm keep spinning
(brrt, brrt, brrt, rawr)
Pop out with racks like, "yes he did it"
(Pop out, pop out, pop out, yah)

She keep on looking at me, she get hit up
I'ma take her for the night, keep your head up
Same shit new day, bitch I'm fed up
These niggas think that they hard, cuz its sped up
I cannot f*ck on that hoe, It's a set up
He keep on talking then he get bled up
Why you keep crying about racks, bitch get up
Young niggaa stayed down, now my deads up
I ain't tripping, got bags on bags
Wake up, new fit, swag on swag
I ain't tripping bitch, I'm swerving fast
It's just me and my bitch in the back
(uh, huh)

Ice flow bitch, cold on that
Suck my dick, choke on that
Cut her off then the hoe run back (what)
Ball hard then run it back (what)

I was f*cking that bitch, how do you know her?
I was broke as a bitch, then it blew over
All these niggas is cooked, tell em move over
Left quick, came back in a new rover
Now that bitch on my dick, should've stayed down
Tell that bitch that I'm up, I got cake now
When I thumb through the cash, it's a great sound
When I f*ck on that bitch, make her break down

Fell asleep broke, then I woke up winnin'
Took that bitch home, then I woke up in it
Hunnids on hunnids bitch, yes I get it
F*ck bout the price tag, bitch keep spending
F*ck bout a opp, bitch I'm keep spinning
Pop out with racks like, "yes he did it"
(Pop out, pop out, pop out, yah)

Of course it's odd,
I mean, what's odd stands out
What's even, lies flat
But you can't see, the outstanding,
Without the flat background
So you wonder,
"What is it?"
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Writer: Joseph Dagbe
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