1 MILLION BITCHES!

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ISSBROKIE - Rap, Underground Rap

1 MILLION BITCHES!

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[Intro] I double-S B-R-O-K-I-E, niggas (Yeah, yeah) That's right, do yo fuckin' homework (Yeah, yeah) Quit frontin', I know you seen a fit, head-to-toe Balenci', Louis, Gucci You can't get this anywhere else SWAGGOT! [Verse] Yo' ho on me to kiss my cheeks Two hoes on me to kiss my feet Then it's three hoes I dated, tried to cheat Now it's four hoes on me to suck my meat Five hoes wit' me, was tryna beat Now, six hoes more than I'm tryna keep Seven hoes, pussy on seven seas I got eight hoes wantin' me stomach deep Nine hoes, finna make me geek Ten hoes makin' my morals weak Eleven hoes on me gon' make me tweak I got twelve hoes, fuck me throughout the week Thirteen hoes I got in these streets Then it's fourteen, countin' my human seat Fifteen drinkin' my human seed I got sixteen bitches, I'm too elite Seventeen, barely inside the sheets Eighteen, the age that they gotta be Nineteen on me, now I can't sleep I got twenty by twenty, that's how I see Twenty-one bitches on Hennessy I got twenty-two bitches want ride on me Twenty-three bitches want bite on me I got twenty-four like Kobe Bryant be Twenty-five, twenty-six, seven, eight Twenty-nine bitches want me on a date Thirty new pussies up on my plate I got thirty-one bitches I can't escape Thirty-two on me, they goin' ape I got thirty-three fightin' like MMA You don't got bitches fighting to have yo' name I got thirty-four reasons we not the same (SWAGGOT!) Thirty-five want me to fuck Thirty-six want me to lay on my back for the suck Seven, eight, nine, forty hoes at a time Fuck it, I'll make this shit forty-one Forty-two bitches want me to give them a lil' daughter Forty-three want gimme a son Forty-four bitches is waiting a couple of months Forty-five, this shit already done Forty-six bitches tell me they in love Forty-seven of them just want make a bitch cum Forty-eight, forty-nine, fifty, fifty-one, fifty-two bullets a drum Fifty-three bitches in love wit' my gun Fifty-four bitches, we halfway done Fifty-five hoes on my line tryna call all the time Girl, I can't right now, is you dumb? Fifty-six dollars I need for a brand new whip Fifty-seven, same day, get it done Fifty-eight, fifty-nine, sixty, sixty-one, sixty-two, sixty-three, want bust Six four, she a hunk Six-five wanna eat my meat for they lunch Sixty-six, six-seven, six-eight, six-nine, how they spun Seventy, got a G seven inches deep, oldest bitch was seventy-one Seven-two, seven-three, four, five, six, seven, eight callin' me hon' Seventy-nine wanna fuck on rewind, I said okay, we turnt that bitch to a rerun Eighty want get on they knees like a nun Eighty-one chains, they as bright as the sun, huh Eighty-two bitches I'm guttin' Eighty-three bitches, they waitin' in line, some cuttin' Eighty-four, eighty-five, eighty-six, eighty-seven bitches, fuck it Eighty-nine, ninety, ninety-one, ninety-two bitches on they knees tryna suck it Ninety-three hoes average, I'm shootin' my shot like I'm Steph Curry wit' the buckets Ninety-four, ninety-five, ninety-six, ninety-seven, ninety-eight, would be buggin' Ninety-nine hoes that I ain't lovin' It's one ho if I kept it a hunnid, bitch (ISSBROKIE) [Outro] We sippin' space goop from fuckin' alien hoes You gotta grind to get like this Hold up, hold up, hold up, run it back People love her, your girlfriend hates her Mama, you raised a SWAGGOT

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  • ISSBROKIE