Broke Down by McDuffy Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Fuck them mother fuckers, got the beat on Vince Carter bitch
'cause I can last forever Imma be a fuckin’ martyr
I'm the youngest soul ever and my trees go even harder
I just got a new supplier and it's from Dora the Explorer
Chasin’ all these hoes, on my money roll flow, ain't no money on the floor, 'cause these hoes ain't Tootsie-rollin'
Fuckin' on your bitch I'm in Doggy-style mode, 'cause it’s a dog eat dog world and you a weanie bro
[Verse 2]
Fuckin’ up the system bitch
'cause Imma pistol whip you
If you fuckin’ with my rhythym tell 'em quick I'm 'bout to hit ’em
Got that gun I got that symbol
Ain't got no prints, ain't no officials
Only one check my initials, (I'm) on the beat check the credentials
[Verse 3]
I just pick and choose 'cause when it's time to choose I choose Vodka for the crew, and the rasta for the dudes
Pulled up in my Maserati and you bet that shit go vroom
Gotta house that's so amazing gotta pool inside the pool
Smith & Wesson leave you guessin', no expression, just depression, learn your lesson, I'm the message
SMH, you SMS'n, you a bitch that's PMS'n, BMS that's no acceptin'
Ain't no peace and now you restin'
Sleep on me and earn your blessin'
[Verse 4]
Shout-out Wesley, Young and Restless
Cheers to T-Dog, keep 'em guessin'
Dealin' cards and keep the rest in
Brittany, I know you get the message
[Outro]
"Hello?"
"Hey bro, I heard McDuffy's coming back."
"For real?"
Fuck them mother fuckers, got the beat on Vince Carter bitch
'cause I can last forever Imma be a fuckin’ martyr
I'm the youngest soul ever and my trees go even harder
I just got a new supplier and it's from Dora the Explorer
Chasin’ all these hoes, on my money roll flow, ain't no money on the floor, 'cause these hoes ain't Tootsie-rollin'
Fuckin' on your bitch I'm in Doggy-style mode, 'cause it’s a dog eat dog world and you a weanie bro
[Verse 2]
Fuckin’ up the system bitch
'cause Imma pistol whip you
If you fuckin’ with my rhythym tell 'em quick I'm 'bout to hit ’em
Got that gun I got that symbol
Ain't got no prints, ain't no officials
Only one check my initials, (I'm) on the beat check the credentials
[Verse 3]
I just pick and choose 'cause when it's time to choose I choose Vodka for the crew, and the rasta for the dudes
Pulled up in my Maserati and you bet that shit go vroom
Gotta house that's so amazing gotta pool inside the pool
Smith & Wesson leave you guessin', no expression, just depression, learn your lesson, I'm the message
SMH, you SMS'n, you a bitch that's PMS'n, BMS that's no acceptin'
Ain't no peace and now you restin'
Sleep on me and earn your blessin'
[Verse 4]
Shout-out Wesley, Young and Restless
Cheers to T-Dog, keep 'em guessin'
Dealin' cards and keep the rest in
Brittany, I know you get the message
[Outro]
"Hello?"
"Hey bro, I heard McDuffy's coming back."
"For real?"