Leave Broke feat. Chris Brown - text

[Hook: Chris Brown]
She working that pole, she so unbelievable
She outta control, up and down, unbelievable
She be working that body, I'mma leave broke
Throwing 1s, 5s, 10s, 20s, 100s, I'mma leave broke

[Verse 1: Famous Fresh]
Baby got a booty like onion
Every secret sunday poppin' bottles throwin' money
Lame niggas in the corner broke ballin' on a budget
Baby dropin' infront cellin bust it open for one hunnit, you bad
Lookin' like you came outta pageant
All that ass i can made by stain
Got all this cash like nigga was Italian
My car go fast let me take it to my palace
Her body marked up with ink
Brown skin with her weave
She a dope girl in the streets freak in the sheets she somethin' sweet to eat, sadity
Shoes by Fendi
Fine like kimmy, When she move got a nigga hypnotize all biggie
She only fuck with bad boys like Diddy so you wanna ride with me top down through the city
Cuban links gon' worry
Birkin bags filled with dead homies
Damn its my type but shawty back that ass up for me rolly
Workin her body like she a pro
Twerkin' slow touchin a toes
Up in down on that pole
Got me throwin' bread till i go broke
[Hook: Chris Brown]
She working that pole, she so unbelievable
She outta control, up and down, unbelievable
She be working that body, I'mma leave broke
Throwing 1s, 5s, 10s, 20s, 100s, I'mma leave broke

[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
Girl come and vibe with a rich nigga
I'm rocking skinny jeans like it make my dick bigger
I pay 100 for that ass, I'm a sick nigga
I'm pouring up the codeine, I don't sip liquor
Man these fuck niggas balling on a budget
Bitches know that I been balling and I love it
Martian lens, smoking skins and a bucket
Hou-Town with me, come and go two rounds with me, you know a fade is nothing
I got a bitch with a body, call her bass and percussion
With my hands throwing bands, she gon' stand for nothing
You cuffing, you probably working with the man or something
I'm African bands, how my niggas is drumming
And you niggas wanna be like
Smoking weed and flying on a G5
Bust a gun for my niggas on the east side
Nigga sling gold records like bing pies
I love them long nights when you up on the stripper pole
You know all my lil niggas is trained to go
Dark night Lamborghini, red painted in gold
In the Wraith and it feel like a rodeo
I'm throwing 100s and giving them babies, yeah
And if you drink what I drink, you think that I'm crazy

[Hook: Chris Brown]
Cause she working that pole, she so unbelievable
She outta control, up and down, unbelievable
She be working that body, I'mma leave broke
Throwing 1s, 5s, 10s, 20s, 100s, I'mma leave broke

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