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Broken

Master Phuatong
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She got me, I got her, how come we can't be together?

All this love, in this world, I always end up with the broken girl

She on that old money, she on that old money She on that old, all I ever wanted was that

new money Now I know the rules, got to do them, she on

that old money

G -G -G -G on that Mary Kay and Ashley Y 'all fools chasin' Kim K and Nancy

Man, I'm still tryin' to do Polly Perry Cause these new things out here look scary

Yeah, I heard she got her stacks done Dead Presidents, Jada Pinkett, bag one

Homie, I'm tryin' to find me a fool Off a whimper, man, I feel like Larry

She got me, I got her, how come we can't be together?

All this love, in this world, I always end up with the broken girl

She on that old money, she on that old money She on that old, all I ever wanted was that

new money Now I know the rules, got to do them, she on

that old money

Damn, my baby mama tryin' to sue a hitter Hit the club bag, women tryin' to recruit

a hitter

I gave you everything and this how you do a hitter?

Said a broken heart woman might shoot a hitter Yeah, I stay a hundred feet away from her

I hope that new dude you got, got cake for ya

Even though you try to play your boy, I pray for ya

And only cause the kids, man, I still might make a way for ya

She got me, I got her, how come we can't be together?

All this love, in this world, I always end up with the broken girl

She on that old money, she on that old money She on that old, all I ever wanted was that

new money Now I know the rules, got to do them, she on

that old money

She got me, thought it was, that was my old lady

Only one that give that love is my old lady You thought you hit my girl, homie, that was

my old lady You don't get it, why you think she called

my old lady?

All I say, you don't know what you have until it's gone

So hold on to it, and I came from nothin' So now it's hard to hold on to it

Forget it, we gon' spend it, you deserve it, get it

You held me down when I was down, when all the others did

She got me, I got her, how come we can't be together?

All this love, in this world, I always end up with the broken girl

She on that old money, she on that old money She on that old, all I ever wanted was that

new money Now I know the rules, got to do them, she on

that old money

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