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DUMB MOTHERFUCKERS
- Dumb motherfuckers, dumb motherfuckers
- Thinkin' they can be my lover, my lover over over, ay
- Dumb motherfuckers, dumb motherfuckers, ay
- She wanna fuck a motherfucker, fuckin' on her fuckin' mother
- Fucking with me, fuck for supper, all them hoes some motherfuckers
- Yeah
- Dumb motherfuckers, dumb motherfuckers, ayy ayy
- Dumb motherfuckers, dumb motherfuckers, ayy ayy
- Lover of mothers, lover of mothers, ayy ayy
- You a dumb mother, dumb mother, dumb motherfucker, ayy
- Makin' me think I'm goin' crazy when all actuality I ain't
- Pull up in a Wraith, motherfuckers act like saints
- 'Til they get they own taste of pollution and human waste
- Makin' phones which are laced with batteries so faint
- 'Cause I was young, I done got raped, I felt so chained
- Voice was so strained, color was all drained, I couldn't even face
- My own mama or my daddy, 'cause oh boy, I was so ashamed
- I couldn't be saved is what they'd say, sayin' they do not got all day
- But bitch, I barely escape and this is what you have to say?
- But bitch, I drowned the world with my perfect paint
- Fucking with me, tell me, what have you gained?
- Shit's hard to maintain, got my whole room stained
- Wit' yo' blood and my blood and my mommy's blood
- Ooh, this shit be based, yeah, yeah, I sometimes feel misplaced
- Was that just a mistake? All this drug intake, yeah
- Some hoes who won't be named, fuck her like I was trained, ayy
- Look me in the face, ayy, yeah, bitch, you know I am
- To be world wide acclaimed, even if the room blazed
- Okay, yeah, talk that shit and what you claimed
- Is false, lock it up in a fault, it ain't my fault I left you amazed
- Astounded, I founded these claims, about it? I'm countin' the days
- She can't go without it, a profound bitch wit' a small frame, ayy
- I put the pictures in my room, put 'em in a frame
- Fucking with you, you will get maimed, fucking with me
- Just to get some fame, takin' my meds, am I the one to blame?
- Do this shit like this shit be Fatal Frame, ayy
- Fuck that bitch, we like a moth to a flame
- It's a false fucking game, I remain insane
- Stayin' in my lane, hoes got like no name
- They nameless, faceless, look what I became
- I can't take this, hoes tasteless, I can't be tamed
- I can't save this, so save it and face it, I'll reclaim
- This world for my takin', I aim fo' the lames
- And she wan' talk this shit 'bout James, what about Jay?
- What 'bout Tae and Trae? What 'bout them? What 'bout May?
- What 'bout hoes who say I'm lame? What 'bout those bitches ridin' 'round in K's?
- And ayy, yeah, I count these jays, this phrase
- Is to never lose faith even if your partner's a fake
- I played the game in many ways, and it paid, it pays
- To get away from all the praise, 'cause days and days
- Go by and you ain't back, stuck in this maze
- Eyebrows raise, a gaze caught my stare, room set ablaze
- In a hazy craze, I can't trace the place where you stay
- In my head, mama say, "It's just a phase" But what if it ain't?
- Okay, a cup of OJ, always gettin' straight A's
- Gotta keep a straight face, DMCA's
- Bitches wanna Viacom me, but ayy, put ya in yo' place
- A wandering gaze, nowadays, I lay
- In my bed, my deathbed, a haze, okay, ayy?
- What you tryna do to Jae, ayy? Yeah, I rake
- These leaves, how much more can I take? Life's at stake
- I need a break 'fore my head ache, hoes just a fake
- For Lord's sake, she got that cake, keepin' me wide oh awake
- She wanna fuck with me and Blake 'til my world shake
- 'Til my world quake, how much more dimes can I make?
- Money on me as I'm drippin' a whole damn lake
- Okay, what's up Jake? Motherfuckers are some snakes
- Fucked that bitch and fucked Drake, ayy, yeah
- Wanna fuck with me? Watch how we slay, you sway
- That ass, and you know they call me Mr. Easy Bake
- I almost burnt myself tryna cook some goddamn steak
- Yeah, baby, you just a damn fake, ayy, ayy
- Baby, it is not okay, uh, yeah, it ain't okay
- Play with me like I'm fucking clay
- Fell for you, got too much on my tray
- When I go home, I cry and I pray
- Maybe one day I can keep my feelings at bay
- Hittin' the nay nay, yeah, what's up, Ray?
- She wanna talk to me even when my life is all gray
- Maybe one day I can pull up and say, "Hey,"
- But for now I'll just go home, lay, and contemplate
- Mama mad at me and my friends Kobe and Jose
- She just told me, "Go to bed and please just fucking obey"
- Had to catch a body, send the hoes all cray cray
- Maybe I can fucking with you and so can we, ayy?
- Yeah, maybe, we're tired of it, so are they
- You ain't even wanna stay, hoes screamin', "Ayy, he gay!"
- I'm bisexual, but whatever you say, uh
- Dumb motherfuckers, dumb motherfuckers
- Thinkin' they can be my lover, my lover over over, ay
- Dumb motherfuckers, dumb motherfuckers, ay
- She wanna fuck a motherfucker, fuckin' on her fuckin' mother
- Fucking with me, fuck for supper, all them hoes some motherfuckers
- Yeah
- Wanna fuck with me? Then you'll fail in yo' grades, ayy
- She been in my dick, I got them fades, ayy
- Open them gates for me and my mates
- We throwin' grenades, like it's Ace of Spades
- And Hades for decades told me, "We the greats"
- I bake this shit wit' my razor sharp blades
- Grades, bitch, you know I'm switchin' states
- Hoes can't stand the hate, too much on our plates
- We need Medi Cade, fuck with us, yeah, watch how you break
- The fakes think they can take this shit away, no way!
- Ho, I fucked this bitch and her BF, and her friends' mates
- Ayy, fuck with us, you might die either way, bae
- I was fucking with you and Jay, ayy
- Babe, I didn't mean to, let's get this straight
- Come crashin' down like the Towers and World Trade, ayy
- I prayed that you wouldn't be late, here I am, gotta wait
- It's not up for debate at this rate, I wan' get paid
- And celebrate that I ain't afraid to be caught on tape
- I fucked your mother, and by the way, we cannot compensate
- I don't communicate with hoes who separate
- Me and my friends, that's not okay, this shit is fate
- All heroes don't need fucking capes, they don't need to be in shape
- Heroes like me do everything for our fucking states
- What do we get? Some praise, and a fucking raise
- But it don't fix the pain, ayy, it don't fix the pain, ayy
- Gettin' straight paid, money I generate, I got played and betrayed
- Ain't that great? Yo, at least I got laid, she took the bait
- I went and skate, I haven't ate since our last date, ayy
- I stay in the shade 'cause it's fate, pour the champagne
- Like I'm Bane, fuck it, you know I'm profane
- I got these stains, hoppin' on the plane
- Losin' my sane, got a diamond chain, and Plain Jane
- Fuck a bitch it's in vain, shots to my damn brain
- When it rains, I cannot be contained, I got hit by a train
- Came back alive 6 days later at 3 AM, Bruce Wayne
- Fucking with me, you ain't my main source of cocaine
- So propane, profane, I got this shit, can't complain
- I maintained my brain throughout this BS and pain
- But alright, it's okay, at least I got me and that boy who's plain
- Ayy, let me explain, I can explain the strain on my face
- I fucked up, I had to pick brain by the grain
- I can't refrain from bashin' that bitch wit' my grandpa's cane
- Fuck her so hard that nothing else remains, ayy yeah
- Dumb motherfuckers, dumb motherfuckers
- Thinkin' they can be my lover, my lover over over, ay
- Dumb motherfuckers, dumb motherfuckers, ay
- She wanna fuck a motherfucker, fuckin' on her fuckin' mother
- Fucking with me, fuck for supper, all them hoes some motherfuckers
- Yeah
- Dumb motherfuckers, dumb motherfuckers, ayy ayy
- Dumb motherfuckers, dumb motherfuckers, ayy ayy
- Lover of mothers, lover of mothers, ayy ayy
- You a dumb mother, dumb mother, dumb motherfucker, ayy
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