Sinful Poet - Broke Boy Maserati (feat. Lil Bouba) Lyrics

A Yo Manu Son
It's Sinful and Lil Bouba ya, ayy
We in this
A Yo We-music
Drop it
Ayy, okay
Ayy
Ayy, feeling this shit, yaa
Yee we cruising tho, skur skur
Yee we cruising tho
Yee we cruising tho
Yee we cruising tho
I came in the game like a new wolf, ge
I'm giving my city a new hope, ha
I wanted a house so I bought a boat
I needed a wife so I got a hoe, ouh
Brb I need to go, get myself a mountain goat, ge
Niggas broke and making jokes
I laugh so hard, can't blame them tho, nah
Making moves left and right
Rich bitches don't sleep at night, ayy
Broke bitches don't get me hard, sike
My dick is got a different aim, different name
Thick bitch killer, chii
Light skin healer, rear
Broke bitch need a, ge
I'm a city rapper beefing with a city barber, ayy
Barbra are you stupid, nah
But damn you looking cupid, word
Okay we should do it, ayy
Ma baby mama knew it
F*cking with you screw things
But f*ck it she can't prove it, iight
Ohh
Broke boy Maserati
Broke boy Maserati, get it
Broke boy Maserati, get it
Broke boy Maserati, get it
Ma nigga know karate, ayy
Ma nigga know karate, fight
White girl with a fatty, ayy
Black girl oh she got it, ouh
Okay Broke boy Maserati, get it
Broke boy Maserati, get it
Broke boy Maserati, get it
Broke boy Maserati, get it
Ma nigga know karate, iight
Ma nigga know karate, fight
White girl with a fatty, ayy
Black girl oh she got it okay, ouh
Gimme all that money money then you make it bounce
I don't like the drama coming baby make it lose yaa
Ayy
Baby f*ck me make it lose yaa
Ayy
Huh
Huh
Gimme all that money money then you make it bounce
I don't like the drama coming baby make it lose yaa
Ayy
Baby f*ck me make it lose yaa
Gimme all
Ayy Ayy Ayy
Listen
Got nothing to lose, but something to prove
I promise you, I'm a mellow fellow till I step in the booth, skur
Me and Sinful, take a look, we ain't your regular dudes, ayy
We double trouble, Pop the bottle, we be sipping the booze, shesh
As we celebrating, taking placement, ya ya
All the way to the top, we be elevating
Ayy
I'm back at it, the rap natic
My only habit, just can't stand it, yah
I'm an addict for the music, crazy ass shit, I'm just tryna prove it, ouh
Paint a picture, no brush
Going 200, no rush
I'm making green and plus, so don't you tell me to hush hush
I really try to be humble, but lately step in few a puddles
Putting myself in these messes
Had to get out of those troubles, yah
Like goddamn, whatchu saying, why you playing, why you hating, yah
Oh I see, you ain't me, but tryna be
The f*ck you mean, uhh
Do a showcase simple beat
Pull it off then we gonna meet, iight
Nigga chill, take a seat
Stop the act, I'm being me, nah
Off the top of my mind
I've been searching for some piece of mind, for quite some time
Had to hustle, had to grind time
Was real blind, had to rewind
Two steps back on track, yah
Finally eating, time to sit and dine
Sip the wine, while I'm next in line
Yaa
Gimme all that money money then you make it bounce
I don't like the drama coming baby make it lose yaa
Ayy
Baby f*ck me make it lose yaa
Gimme all that money money then you make it bounce
Ohhh
Gimme all that money money then you make it bounce
I don't like the drama come on baby make it lose yaa
Gimme all that money money then you make it bounce
I don't like the drama come on baby make it lose yaa
Gimme all that money money then you make it bounce
I don't like the drama come on baby make it lose yaa
Yaa