Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Stupid , by - Bernard Jabs. Release date: 14.03.2019
Song language: English
Stupid |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
| Ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
| We go dumb, go stupid |
| Make her fall in love like Cupid |
| None of this shit be Disneyland |
| Eazy E, this shit get roofless, yeah |
| She gon' pop her coochie 'cause she see how we maneuver |
| Niggas hoping that I fell but fuck that shit ain’t ever losing, yeah |
| We go dumb, go stupid |
| Make her fall in love like Cupid |
| None of this shit get Disneyland |
| Eazy E, this shit be roofless, yeah |
| She gon' pop her coochie 'cause she see how we maneuver |
| Niggas hoping that I fell but fuck that shit ain’t ever losing, yeah |
| I don’t really do the fighting |
| I’m too little for the squattle |
| But if you run alright you might get hit up with a bottle, yeah |
| I might fuck on a model, whiter snow and call a hollow |
| Then go make her eat a burger 'cause what I say she gon' follow |
| Bitch don’t ask me for no feature |
| I’ve been working way too hard for you to come and do the leeching |
| She bring old shit, just be reachin' |
| I might fuck one of my teachers |
| I might run game on your ho and she gon' go sit on the bleachers |
| Papa told me be 'bout action |
| I don’t really do the speakin' |
| Mama taught me my manners |
| If you ain’t fuckin', nice to meet ya |
| If you run up, we 'bound to greet ya |
| My heart colder than a season |
| You run like a sports season |
| Yeah, we might go in for no reason (Slatt) |
| We go dumb, go stupid |
| Make a falling look like Cupid |
| None of this shit get Disneyland |
| Eazy E, this shit be roofless, yeah |
| She gon' pop her coochie 'cause she see how we maneuver |
| Niggas hoping that I fell but fuck that shit ain’t ever losing, yeah |
| We go dumb, go stupid |
| Make a falling look like Cupid |
| None of this shit be Disneyland |
| Eazy E, this shit get roofless, yeah |
| She gon' pop her coochie 'cause she see how we maneuver |
| Niggas hoping that I fell but fuck that shit ain’t ever losing, yeah |
| Eazy E, this shit be roofless, like it’s 1986 |
| I don’t do the back and forth, no I just rather call it quits |
| Your stripes ain’t hit, he off the shits |
| We crack, poppin', make it twist |
| I might go and cop the coupe and drop the dose upon that bitch |
| Read it over 'fore i sign, they go rondo, number nine |
| Then I go go seven-thirty like the mothafuckin' time |
| All this shit yeah it be written so no I can never lie |
| This will be that Jim Jones, that '06 that stay fly, yeah, yeah |
| Girl it’s the same (It's the same), nothin' different (Nothin' different) |
| You know I ain’t here, can you see the bigger picture? |
| They know that I be that nigga, that boy worth like six figures |
| Play piano, with the triggers |
| Go pay for a shawty’s fillers, yeah, yeah |
| We go dumb, go stupid |
| Make a falling look like Cupid |
| None of this shit be Disneyland |
| Eazy E, this shit get roofless, yeah |
| She gon' pop her coochie 'cause she see how we maneuver |
| Niggas hoping that I fell but fuck that shit ain’t ever losing, yeah |
| We go dumb, go stupid |
| Make a falling look like Cupid |
| None of this shit be Disneyland |
| Eazy E, this shit get roofless, yeah |
| She gon' pop her coochie 'cause she see how we maneuver |
| Niggas hoping that I fell but fuck that shit ain’t ever losing, yeah |