Broke Niggas Make Me Sick Lyrics - Travis Porter

[Intro] 

Broke niggas make me sick(throw up) 

Broke bitches talk to much(Traaaavvvvviee) 

[chorus] 

y'all fuck niggas make me sick 

in the club yall think yall stuntin 

these hoes on my dick tryna get a little check 

bitch you a'int bout nothin 

wake up in the mornin and go for the day 

go get this money 

feel some type of way 

when a broke nigga round me kinda feel funny(whhyy) 

Bro bro broke niggas make me sick (throw up) 

Broke niggas make me sick (throw up)7x's 

[verse 1] Ali 

hold up im back on exclusive fash-on 

this lil' italian im fuckin up her back bone 

dont speak her language so i order me rosetta stone 

you know the pimpin strong you know the mack strong 

stay wit a mixed bitch aint on no shrimp shit 

lil shawty say she want a nigga wit some benefits 

well thats me go buy the name of ali 

but some hoes call me lakeem and im slick under 6 feet 

so that means im 5'8" and yes you know the sex great 

i can take you to my place and then fix you a dinner plate 

my nigga do real estate so i got cribs across the states 

baby if you tryna stay den move dem panties out the way (goooone) 

[Chorus] 

[verse 2] Quez 

she said broke niggas make her nauseous 

better watch ya back cause you still in the club 

shawty getting causous.. (cuz nigga you broke) 

and in my pocket i keep chedda cheese 

and on my shrimp alfredo ima need some extra cheese 

dont get in my car and if you do dont scratch my leather please (oh no) 

and im kinda low so first can you turn up my levels please(now to turnt up) 

now now who let all these girls in 

and if these girls in here they bet not be your girlfriends 

and if it is then i guess its gone be some drama 

my bank account got commas (commas) commas (commas) 

and im thinkin about buyin a mcdonalds (hahaha) 

boy you crazy but you gettin paid now 

all these ladies want yo baby broke niggas make me sick ughhhh 

[chorus] 

[verse 3] Strap 

ok i know how to ball..what do you know how to do? 

you niggas to small...stomp you like dem kappa dudes 

M.O.N.E.Y thats what all da bitches say 

and i cant even lie, im feelin like a trick today 

bout to throw a tip away, this what all the strippers say 

baby i got two jobs i do this and real estate 

you know she get super cake broke niggas make her sick 

(throw up throw up throw up) 

cause broke niggas aint bout shit 

like how you in the club 20 niggas and one bottle 

im higher than a kite in a whip with all these models 

money respect and power 

dollas and dollas and dollas and mo dollas 

[chorus]