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chubby jag - dumb out lyrics

stupid, stupid, stupid
stupid, stupid, yeah

if a hater got a problem i pull my gun out
extra slugs up in the bay in case i run up
it’s gonna be a problem, my goons have to come out
super foul, stupid wow, we gonna dumb out, we gonna dumb out

stupid, stupid, stupid wild, we gonna dumb out, we gonna dumb out
stupid, stupid, stupid wild, we gonna dumb out, we gonna dumb out
stupid, stupid, stupid wild, we gonna dumb out, we gonna dumb out
stupid, stupid, stupid wild, we gonna dumb out, we gonna dumb out

chubby, chubby, chubby, chubby, we gonna dumb out, we gonna dumb out
p-ssy n-gg- state they hard, straps can’t bring out
grind till sun out, i got my gun out, n-gg- need to pound when i just pull one up
world war 3, little n-gg- don’t run out
shout west settle, that’s where n-gg- hung out
all the drug, smoke me a log out, all this white just put the turn on
i got that work, i would say go and that’s a fiend
but they will shrug out, they all shrug out
bad b-tch get dumb out, said i’m eating but it ain’t no tug out
he got me screwed like i just got burned out, chubby

if a hater got a problem i pull my gun out
extra slugs up in the bay in case i run up
it’s gonna be a problem, my goons have to come out
super foul, stupid wow, we gonna dumb out, we gonna dumb out

up in the beat spitting, when i speak listen
’cause i’ve been talking crazy, boy
ever since i was a baby boy, talk reese gibson
yo, i’m from the streets and still run the streets so the streets listen
’cause the beef listen, i’mma pistol with you with a piece to all of your teeth missing
my piece glisten, my clothes expensive and my sneaks sipping
i’m getting bread, i get chicks in bed and get head from that freak you keep kissing
my flow, my flow so crazy, i’m so wavy, i’m sea sick
got b-lls, i never run out, so you know when every song come out i’mma dumb out

if a hater got a problem i pull my gun out
extra slugs up in the bay in case i run up
it’s gonna be a problem, my goons have to come out
super foul, stupid wow, we gonna dumb out, we gonna dumb out

dumb out, dumb out, haters getting shot out
b-tch, i’m a winner, seven on the come out
on my momma i want that drama
you hear that choppa, it sound like a drumma
twist that sticky, n-gg-s in my business tell ’em do like nicky
but i’m mr. perfect, pause, i had this with my gun out
she a freaky girl, freaky girl so i hit it in my humma
she ask me if the head good, i said, ‘b-tch, just suck and shut up!’
f-ck boys on choppers ‘i’mma put him in the ground like blah

if a hater got a problem i pull my gun out
extra slugs up in the bay in case i run up
it’s gonna be a problem, my goons have to come out
super foul, stupid wow, we gonna dumb out, we gonna dumb out

- chubby jag lyrics

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