Broke Ass Hoes

[Intro] This town ain't big enough for the both of us Broke-ass hoes Broke-ass hoes And I really hate broke-ass hoes [Chorus: ZelooperZ] Huh, like what you waiting for? When I ain't have a dollar to my name, I had to play a ho Huh, like what you waiting for? When I ain't have a dollar to my name, I had to play a ho Nothing coming to a sleeper but a dream When I ain't had no paper, I turned my fam to fiends [Verse 1: ZelooperZ] Uh, get up and go out, get something Same Amiri jeans three months straight, man, these niggas fronting And this bitch, she only hit my line when she need money All these carats on me like I'm feeding bunnies Ayy, ain't nobody tell you gеt more bees with honey? It take hundrеds to get hundreds Rubberband, I'm 'bout to stretch the money It's like I told a joke, when I had nothing, they looked at me funny If I only had grabbed this shit, get chopped Put it in a good bag, shit get copped On the block day and night, gotta look out for cops Look like money, you could make some money He can get guap, finna shut out the cops Smear head to toe, gotta drip on the rocks They say your plan can make or break a man I spin like ceiling fans, I sell 'em Zatarain's [Interlude: Mandal] You got to get on your grind, man, got to Even when I'm sleeping, I'm grinding I'm like Salvador Dali, man I put something in my head so when you drop, I want them to get working [Verse 2: ZelooperZ] Ain't no reason you should be broke You could sell Kleenex, you could sell coke One might lead down a clean street One might lead down a dark road Nothing that I need from a bro code Niggas be bro when you got dough Ain't got twins, just get in the door Ain't got bread, but he always wanna go Wanna go to the strip club, don't wanna throw Time for the photo, always wanna pose Wake up in the a.m., mad this morning Should've spent time tryna get to the money Ain't had funds, then had to hit a lick Chip on shoulder, had to find dip Slip on the door, hit a nigga with the rent Had to get dirty and grimy for the grip You ain't never had to grow up like this Digging through the couch, tryna find ten cent I sold CDs, I sold piff Grab me a Sharpie, make a R&B mix Nigga, get hungry and smell your armpit Grab some bologna, put mustard on it Boil you some grits, put sugar on it Ain't no way I'm going to bed hungry [Chorus: ZelooperZ] Huh, like what you waiting for? When I ain't have a dollar to my name, I had to play a ho Huh, like what you waiting for? When I ain't have a dollar to my name, I had to play a ho Nothing coming to a sleeper but a dream When I ain't had no paper, I turned my fam to fiends [Outro] And I really hate—