I ain't no joke so you should get yourself a pen and write yourself a
Little note so you don't forget again. When it comes to cash I've
Been gettin' smoked lendin' out my money now I'm broke.
Somebody's gettin' choked. Cuz now its time to pay the piper. Bums
Are the type of shit that are in a diaper. Don't make me have to call
A sniper and wipe your brains off my windshield you dirty bug. As
Soon as I get paid they come in masses. There's someone givin'
Classes on kissin' peoples asses. Unless you're livin' where the
Trash is don't even come around here askin' where my cash is!!
CHORUS:
Me, I'm broke. Me, I'm broke.
I ain't no joke. I'll say it once again. If I get provoked there'll be
Knuckles on your chin, some people never learn. Borrowin from me
You might regret it. For one I ain't no bank and you got shitty credit!
As soon as I get paid they're comin' out the woodwork. Take your
Ass and get a job like you should jerk. Unless you're livin' where the
Trash is, but your not so find another spot where the cash is.
CHORUS:
Me, I'm broke. Me, I'm broke. Gimme back my money you bum
(you bum).
You said you'd pay me back I'm broke and for that you deserve a
Smackin' for slackin'. Now people say I'm a slacker. If I'm a
Slacker then its through the eyes of the ones that are blind!-x3 Me,
I'm broke. Gimme back my money, money, mother fucken money.
Me, I'm broke. You said you'd pay me back. I'm broke and for that
You deserve a smackin' for slackin'. Now people say I'm a slacker.
If I'm a slacker then its through the eyes of the ones that are blind!
Writer(s): Sam Rivers, Wesley Louden Borland, William Frederick Durst, John Everett Otto, Leor Dimant
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