Latto - Brokey Instrumental

Latto - Brokey Instrumental

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Brokey beat Tempo 150bpm


Latto Instrumentals

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Song put together by me but real lyrics

Latto Brokey (Feat. Nicki Minaj, Glorilla, Megan Thee Stallion & Cardi B

Intro 0:00
Bardi


[Verse 1: Cardi B] 0:12
I'm like, "Ooh, child, cool down"
Too hot, too wild
Mugler, new style
Mmm, how you fuckin' with me? Girl
Give me one shot and I'm raising the glass
Give me two shots and I'm shaking this ass
Give me three shots and I'm ready to fuck
Five, four shots, I be ready to splash
God gave it to me, so I gotta pop it
I'm standing on business, I'm really about it
Bitches be talkin', mouth be bigger than they pockets
Girl, tell me about it
I'm litty, I'm pretty, I'm runnin' the city
I'm shittin' on bitches in every department
This ass heavy and thick like peanut butter and bitches jelly about it

[Pre-Chorus: Latto] 0:38
When a real one hold you down, bae, you supposed to drown
You ain't never fuck with no boss bitch, I turned you out (Turned you out)
You won't catch me in no Shark boots, y'all burnt 'em out (Burnt 'em out)
Bitches gotta wait till they birthday to go out of town

[Chorus: Latto] 0:51
Brokey
Yeah, I talk a lot of shit (Haha)
He like, "Who you think you is?, " nigga, not your bitch
Brokey
Nigga, not your ho (No)
Think he got one up on me, whole time this shit like 3 and 0, twin (Haha)

[Verse 2: Latto] 1:04
Bitch, I be going in (Going in)
Bitches clearly want my life and it's so evident (Evident)
Cook, clean and fuck him right, l'm so heaven-sent (Heaven-sent)
What I look like asking him about another bitch? (Another bitch, hmm)
Might tell you once, won't tell you twice
If hoes shut up we'd be alright, see, y'all gon tweet and I'm gon fight, facts (Boaw)
Yeah, these hoes sweet as apple pie
Ain't got no car, so hoes dickride, but bro said y'all can't even do that
What? (Uh) Why? (Uh) How? (Uh) When? (Uh) Where?
Just let me know how you want to play it, bitch, you know I'm there (Pop)
If it was smoke, then I would say it, bitch, I'm crystal clear (Pop)
Left my panties at his mansion like a souvenir

[Verse 3: Megan Thee Stallion] 1:42
I keep a nigga in his feelings (Ooh), I wake up pissin' off bitches (Ah)
They all be talkin' to the wall (Yeah), I make 'em question they existence (Yeah, huh)
If gettin' money was a sport, I'm showin' out at the Olympics (Okay, okay, okay)
Next nigga I make famous, I'm collectin' my commission (Commission)
Bitch, I'm thicker than your bifocals (Ah, ah, ah), all my denim be double-knitted
Boy, I'm thicker than your bloodline, thicker than a Popeye's biscuit (Ah)
Waist slim, ass fat, the ratio is so scientific (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
You would think that "through thick and thin" was a phrase that I invented (Hm)
On they neck like a Dallas shag, talk shit like I'm Pimp Chad (Hm)
Since Chanel went up on the price, I know hoes ain't got this bag (I know hoes ain't got this bag)
They dick ride, then they start dissin', I ain't fuckin' with the ass-kissin' (No)
What the fuck is hoes talkin' 'bout? (Uh) Lookin' for me? I was never missin' (Ah)

[Verse 4: Nicki Minaj] 2:20
Hoes ain't fuckin' with Barbie (Brr)
Tae did my pink bob, Marley (Brr)
I got a whole army, ask Charlie
Pull up with a killer, he the Joker, I'm Harley (Brr)
Wrist on chunky Barbie (Barbie)
Me, Onika Tanya (Tanya)
All these PR stunts
But bitch, you ain't Puertorriqueña ('Queña)
I'm-I'm-I'm 'bout to put some Louis seats inside my Lambo' (Lambo')
You-you-you know you bad when you can pose from any angle (Angle)
He said he upgraded, LOL, did you really? (Really?)
Well, I just turned Mr. Patek into Richard Millie
Ayo, hold up, hold up, hold up
All these diamonds different color, color, color
I'm the leader bitches follow, follow, follow
I created this shit, Tyler, Tyler, Tyler
Grab his mic and sing it, fa-la-la-la-la-la

[Pre-Chorus: Latto] 2:53
You won't catch me in no Shark boots, y'all burnt 'em out (Burnt 'em out)
Bitches gotta wait till they birthday to go out of town

[Chorus] 2:59
Brokey
Yeah, I talk a lot of shit (Haha)
He like, "Who you think you is?, " nigga, not your bitch
Brokey
Nigga, not your ho (No)
Think he got one up on me, whole time this shit like 3 and 0, twin (Haha)

[Verse 5: GloRilla] 3:12
Whatever I do be cool, niggas love a Memphis bitch (On God)
Anything I do gon' turn him on, I do some simple shit (Facts)
You gon' let that nigga do whatever 'cause you a simple bitch (Ho)
I do what these niggas do, I don't tolerate no hypocrites (The fuck?)
I'ma throw an R in any word that got a U in it (Hey)
Why you keep on rappin' 'bout that switch when you ain't usin' it? (Nah, I'm sayin')
My nigga caught me cheatin', I told him, "Bae, I was just usin' him" (For real)
He told me hit his line whenever I need him, so I'm abusin' it (Haha)
True Religion, I feel like a stallion, horseshoes on my ass (Woo)
It's been two years, why you still speakin' on me? Ho, I know you mad (Haha)
He never had no country bitch, he say he wanna try him one (Ayy)
He like the way I pronounce Cuban, told that nigga buy me one (On God, God)

Outro 3:50

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