Let me tell you something
I'm not no fucking cowboy
I'm a fucking hillbilly
There's a fucking difference, okay?
There's a goddamn difference
I'm a broke bitch, I'm a star
Maxed out credit card
I'm a broke bitch, caviar
Breakfast on the floor
Tweaker ho shit, got my man
Screamin' at the bar
I'm a broke bitch, candy strip
Smokin' in the yard
Make it wet, wetter than the ocean, wet
I spilled my tequila, wet, like that stupid ass
Tank top you're wearin', near us, sweat
Drippin' from the ceiling, wet
Speakers blow your hearing
He keep lookin' at my mini skirt, that's so revealing
(Hey) Wanna shake ass in my new jeans
Need a hot bitch to dance with me
Need a hot bitch or two or three
Need a nice man to roll my
Broke bitch
Got these sunglasses from the gas station
South Florida is where I'm meant to take vacation
Spent all my money, wanna run it back
I'm annoying to your famous friends
'Cause I don't give a fuck
I'm a broke bitch, I'm the word
Pussy go berserk
I'm a broke bitch
Cowboy boots rollin' in the dirt
Talkin' my own shit, never rich
Puttin' in the work
I'm a broke bitch
Twenty dollars crumpled in my purse
(Hoo) Wanna shake ass in my new
Need a bad bitch to roll my
Need a bad bitch or two or
Trashy girls, I love it
Broke bitch
Got these sunglasses from the gas station
South Florida is where I'm meant to take vacation
Spent all my money, please check out the shoes
Two checks, late on rent with Ann Demeulemeester boots
Need a bad bitch to roll my
Need a bad bitch to roll my
Need a bad bitch or two or
Trashy girls, I love it
Trashy girls, I love it
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