| When we pull up to the light, the people all stare | 
| Four niggas in the Benz with the dreadlock hair | 
| Smoke everywhere, wavin at Madeline | 
| On them woodgrain Davins with the license plate rattlin' | 
| Doin' what we want to, hangin' out the sunroof | 
| Mental, we ignorant, boy we go dumb dude | 
| Gas break dip, we call it yokin' | 
| Do a donut in yo whip, we call it dosin' | 
| Get stupid, is what we do good | 
| Ghost ride the whip while we dancing on the hood | 
| I’m amped feeling good, I’m hyphy | 
| In a bitch face with a thizz face off a Nike | 
| The women like me, I’m dipped in butter | 
| I’ll rob your brother pimp the blood out your mother | 
| I’m mister stupid doo-doo dumb | 
| Sumthin' Terrible, tell 'em how we come | 
| We go S — T — U — P — I — D | 
| When we go to the club we don’t need ID | 
| Everywhere we go its a party yall | 
| We gone get it cracking like the Mardi Gras | 
| Get stupid, get stupid, get stupid, get stupid | 
| Go stupid, go stupid, go stupid | 
| Come and go stupid with me | 
| I’m a dog, hound, Crestside clown | 
| Gig so hard make my pants fall down | 
| This beat pounds, cutty where’d you get it? | 
| Oh you ain’t know, Dr. Dre did it | 
| I come wit it, rapping and rhyming | 
| Dancin, pantomiming, acting like I’m driving | 
| Then switch it up, dance like him fishing | 
| See in the bay area we dance a lil different | 
| The bay bounce to thizzle, the west coast wizzle | 
| Do they get stupid, come fuck with Drizzle | 
| Call the hospital, he’s having convulsions | 
| No he’s gettin' stupid, in his load yokin' | 
| Is the store still open? | 
| We need heem, that Privilege thing… yadadamean? | 
| All in the throw like yee | 
| S — T — U — P — I — D | 
| We go S — T — U — P — I — D | 
| When we go to the club we don’t need ID | 
| Everywhere we go its a party yall | 
| We gone get it cracking like the Mardi Gras | 
| Get stupid, get stupid, get stupid, get stupid | 
| Go stupid, go stupid, go stupid | 
| Come and go stupid with me | 
| Alright, let me tell you why we call this thing stupid | 
| Cause, when I dance the chicks, say: 'you stupid' | 
| You can do it, it ain’t that hard | 
| Baby get dumb, act like a retard | 
| Shake your hair, make it blow in the air | 
| You gotta get into it, growl like a bear | 
| Now say Wha! | 
| 'What?' | 
| No, Wha! | 
| Do the damn thing girl cut that shit up | 
| Fill your cup, don’t be no punk | 
| It don’t look right if you really ain’t drunk | 
| Come on, repeat after me we go S — T — U — P — I — D | 
| Stupid? | 
| Hahaha | 
| We go S — T — U — P — I — D | 
| When we go to the club we don’t need ID | 
| Everywhere we go its a party yall | 
| We gone get it cracking like the Mardi Gras | 
| Get stupid, get stupid, get stupid, get stupid | 
| Go stupid, go stupid, go stupid | 
| Come and go stupid with me |