Broke....don't go to da foooking strip club!
So I'm at cab east drowning my foooking sorrows, in da dj booth with my homie Brandon, managersand dis fine byotch on stage no tips. I'm like da energy in dis mofo is wack. I despise being around broke mofos. Like foooking stay at home. So I go to my sec with my homies, drown 7 shots of hen, pick up some money off da table and buy this hungry chick some chicken fried steak. Then go silent. Shine, my Patna says, what's up! Man I'm ready to go I hate being around broke mofos! Shine, you broke. No sir, you my homie right. If you call me at 4 I'm coming. Whatever ya need. Well we married mofo, you're money my money so shine ain't broke. Fellas strip clubs ain't the movies. Spend money! Toodles...
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