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ggot curt - dumb shit lyrics

[intro]
(this beat so grin)
yeah, yeah (ay sol’, that’s sweet)
eh+ehn
ooo, ooo
yeah
b+tch, yeah, let’s go
boy (3+1+8)

[chorus]
i like my ho’ that’s smart
ain’t f+ckin’ wit’ no dumb, b+tch
she say that boy was talkin’ sh+t
and now she screamin’ redrum, b+tch (redrum)
i knock ya head up off ya neck and now you feel it in yo’ lungs, b+tch
mane that lil’ boy was tryna’ start
but now you know that n+gga done, b+tch
growin’ up, mane i was told that i was gon’ be a f+ckin’ bum, b+tch (bum, b+tch)
i had them p+ssy n+ggas mad that i wasn’t totin’ on no gun’, b+tch
mane i got all these people sayin’ that i’m my f+ckin’ daddy son, b+tch (uh+uhn)
ay mane, them boys was tryna’ play but i ain’t f+ckin’ wit’ that dumb sh+t

[verse 1]
mane, you must think that i’m a b+tch
that n+gga thinkin’ he gon’ run sh+t
boy i’ll hit you wit’ that taser, n+gga
then you f+ckin’ stunned, b+tch
(mane i ain’t never been the two lil’ boy)
(i’m always bangin’ one, b+tch)
them n+ggas thinkin’ i done finished
b+tch i only just begun, b+tch
ay yeah, boy
i do that b+tch, she feel it in her legs, boy
mane i had some p+ssy n+ggas mad
ain’t doin’ the sh+t they said, boy
they know that i’m a f+ckin’ don just like the f+ckin’ meg, boy
ay mane they know that i’m a f+ckin’ g the way i swing my dreads, boy
ay mane you better do just what i say, i’ll get up at ya ass
(them n+ggas know that i be crazy, throw that brick up at ya ass)
and i ain’t talkin’ ‘bout no boxin’ when i kick up at ya ass
you better watch yo’ f+ckin’ mouth, i point that stick up at ya ass, b+tch
them people say that i got too much pride (oh+oh)
i had to cut that lil’ b+tch off, i hurt her feelings, mane she cried (oh+oh)
she called him up and now her n+gga tryna’ slide (uhn)
i’m on that demon time, you see it in my eyes, b+tch (uh+uh+uhn)
[chorus]
i like my ho’ that’s smart
ain’t f+ckin’ wit’ no dumb, b+tch
she say that boy was talkin’ sh+t
and now she screamin’ redrum, b+tch (redrum)
i knock ya head up off ya neck and now you feel it in yo’ lungs, b+tch
mane that lil’ boy was tryna’ start
but now you know that n+gga done, b+tch
growin’ up, mane i was told that i was gon’ be a f+ckin’ bum, b+tch
i had them p+ssy n+ggas mad that i wasn’t totin’ on no gun’, b+tch
mane i got all these people sayin’ that i’m my f+ckin’ daddy son, b+tch
ay mane, them boys was tryna’ play but i ain’t f+ckin’ wit’ that dumb sh+t

[verse 2]
ay say them b+tches call me hitler (hitler, n+gga)
and i ain’t talkin’ adolf when that b+tch, she say i hit her (hit her, b+tch)
ay b+tch f+ck ya, i’on miss ya
ay mane my f+ckin’ baby mama crazy
that b+tch, i never missed her
mane i got kicked up out that school, them n+ggas thought i was a k!ller (uhn)
b+tch i’ma hop up in that van, n+gga (van, n+gga)
i do you like a sprinter (sprinter, n+gga)
ay b+tch i’m talkin’ to myself, my n+gga (brrgh, b+tch)
i’m tryna’ meet up on that inner
i’m known for gettin’ n+ggas bussed
for tryna’ f+ck up wit’ my sister
you better learn that sh+t, lil’ n+gga
mane that’s the motherf+ckin’ system (system)
b+tch i’ma get up on yo’ ass just like i’m breezy, n+gga
and i ain’t doin’ no motherf+ckin’ smilin’, i ain’t cheesin’, n+gga
let’s go, ay yeah (yeah)
you know i feel that sh+t up in my head
mane i know all them p+ssy n+ggas want a real n+gga dead, boy
them n+ggas thinkin’ they gon’ gun sh+t, b+tch (mmm)
b+tch i ain’t never f+ckin’ done sh+t, b+tch (uh+uhn)
i’m from that boot, mane that’s that slum sh+t, lil’ b+tch
come f+ck wit’ me, i get you stunned quick
ay yeah+yeah
[chorus]
i like my ho’ that’s smart
ain’t f+ckin’ wit’ no dumb, b+tch
she say that boy was talkin’ sh+t
and now she screamin’ redrum, b+tch (redrum)
i knock ya head up off ya neck and now you feel it in yo’ lungs, b+tch
mane that lil’ boy was tryna’ start
but now you know that n+gga done, b+tch
growin’ up, mane i was told that i was gon’ be a f+ckin’ bum, b+tch
i had them p+ssy n+ggas mad that i wasn’t totin’ on no gun’, b+tch
mane i got all these people sayin’ that i’m my f+ckin’ daddy son, b+tch (uh+uhn)
ay mane, them boys was tryna’ play but i ain’t f+ckin’ wit’ that dumb sh+t

[outro]
(a’ight)

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