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ralfy the plug & itsmanman - broke down lyrics

[intro]
(hombre made the beat, d+mn it)
(we gotta hear wlbb)

[chorus: itsmanman]
chopper decompose a n+gga, he got broke down
we givin’ blues, the ar sing like it’s from motown
craig daddy, they like, “get up, son, we got ’em choked out”
the hit stick’ll stitch your lips, stop bein’ so loud
i think these n+ggas news anchors, this a mic on ’em
glock+17 came with a switch, this b+tch bipolar
couple hollows hit your funny bone ’cause we was not jokin’
he can barely see, the .223s’ll hit his bifocals

[verse 1: ralfy the plug]
caught him up in traffic, give that up, that’s a nice rolex
really got it off the muscle, this is not bowflex
shе just wanna slime me up, her friеnd like, “can i go next?”
you would get choke slammed, gon’ need a tombstone, i’m not no wrestler
welcome to the school of hard knocks, where i’m a professor
she with the plug doin’ her thing, so don’t even text her
you broke and hittin’ no mud ducks, you gotta do better
i’m all in b+tches head like dr. dolittle
too many b+tches, i’m thinkin’ ’bout startin’ ralfy kennel
why they call you ralfy the plug? servin’ n+ggas skittles
it’ll get slimy for the bread if it’s beef like mcgriddles
you can put me with the lions, i’m comin’ back with chinchillas
the plug
[chorus: itsmanman]
chopper decompose a n+gga, he got broke down
we givin’ blues, the ar sing like it’s from motown
craig daddy, they like, “get up, son, we got ’em choked out”
the hit stick’ll stitch your lips, stop bein’ so loud
i think these n+ggas news anchors, this a mic on ’em
glock+17 came with a switch, this b+tch bipolar
couple hollows hit your funny bone ’cause we was not jokin’
he can barely see, the .223s’ll hit his bifocals

[verse 2: itsmanman]
this b+tch came with monkey nuts, i’m finna go bananas
shoot sh+t up close like evil them, but this not a camera
she f+cked the team, ran through the d like she was barry sanders
swim to a n+gga, hit him with chairs like i’m from alabama
took his shoes, then gave ’em back ’cause they was reeboks
then hit him with a spotemgottem, make him beat box
your b+tch was tryna cuff the d+ck, she a meat c+ck
that is not no presidential, that’s a g+shock
she be givin’ long head, somethin’ like oscar proud
took his chain, had him dancin’ for the rocks like he bobbie brown
hundiddy, waitin’ at your show, this b+tch’ll drop a crowd
she been for the streets for a lil’ minute, somebody check her miles

- ralfy the plug itsmanman lyrics

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