Too Broke For The Club

I'm too broke for the club
 Don't got nothing to spend
 If you tryna fuck
 Call my number after ten
 I spent all my money on weed this month (drugs)
 Who the fuck gon' clean this up, huh
 I've been workin, too hard to see some twerkin
 See I hope that she workin', workin'
 Oh yeah she workin, workin', yeah
 She be, she be, she be, she be, she be, she be, shappy,
 sugar, shawty throw it to me I'ma go and get it gooey yeah
 You noticed who you talkin' with
 It's fuckin' lit, it's fuckin' Che, in this bitch (oh, yeah)
 You know whats up
 Ain't nobody holding your hair back if you throw it up
 So don't be throwin', don't throw up
 I'm too broke for the club
 Don't got nothing to spend
 If you tryna fuck
 Call my number after ten
 I'm too broke for the club
 Don't got nothing to spend
 If you tryna fuck
 Call my number-
 (don't throw up)