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stupid! Video (MV)




Performed By: trapface x
Language: English
Length: 1:45
Written by: Xavier Olguin
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Her momma pull up to the crib, you know I gotta bounce
You smokin' ounce, we smokin' loud, we smokin' by the pound
Hottest in this bitch, hottest in the f*ckin' town
You better not bring your bitch, cause you know she just comin' round
You a goofy with a nose, a f*ckin' clown I'm makin' beats, while I rap on sound
I been doin' up my thing, run me up my crown
Nigga, try to run it funny, we gon' send him down
Talkin' all that tough, talkin' that damn noise
You just talkin' out your mind, it's that damn Roids'
I don't never really break, like an android
Keep the shield on me, like my name, it's Blastoise
Oh shit, why you mad, boy
Nigga, try to run it funny, we gon' slap, boy
We just send him now, he's really layin' in that pass, boy
It's your last, boy, you shoulda learned from the last one
Shoulda learned from the last one, I don't never fumble
I hate to do this, I hate to go and burst your bubble
Niggas say it's easy, till they go and hit the struggle
But I'm just walkin' on my feet, and I'm just stayin' humble
And I'm walkin' on my feet, up on my ten toes
Nigga, run it funny, then we poppin' at his tempo
He must've been, yeah, a goofy or just mental
In that car, but you know that shit's a rental
Nigga, couldn't f*ck with me on any instrumental
Ridin' around them for the Glock, and that's essential
Pistol whippin', nigga, next stop is at the dental
I'm just comin' up aggressive, boy, for his how I'm gentle
Now let me make this right, let me go and make amends
I'm f*ckin' on this hoe, video, it just sent
Now I'm ridin' around, you couldn't see a ten
But it's too late for that, so I'ma make this as the end
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English

Her momma pull up to the crib, you know I gotta bounce
You smokin' ounce, we smokin' loud, we smokin' by the pound
Hottest in this bitch, hottest in the f*ckin' town
You better not bring your bitch, cause you know she just comin' round
You a goofy with a nose, a f*ckin' clown I'm makin' beats, while I rap on sound
I been doin' up my thing, run me up my crown
Nigga, try to run it funny, we gon' send him down
Talkin' all that tough, talkin' that damn noise
You just talkin' out your mind, it's that damn Roids'
I don't never really break, like an android
Keep the shield on me, like my name, it's Blastoise
Oh shit, why you mad, boy
Nigga, try to run it funny, we gon' slap, boy
We just send him now, he's really layin' in that pass, boy
It's your last, boy, you shoulda learned from the last one
Shoulda learned from the last one, I don't never fumble
I hate to do this, I hate to go and burst your bubble
Niggas say it's easy, till they go and hit the struggle
But I'm just walkin' on my feet, and I'm just stayin' humble
And I'm walkin' on my feet, up on my ten toes
Nigga, run it funny, then we poppin' at his tempo
He must've been, yeah, a goofy or just mental
In that car, but you know that shit's a rental
Nigga, couldn't f*ck with me on any instrumental
Ridin' around them for the Glock, and that's essential
Pistol whippin', nigga, next stop is at the dental
I'm just comin' up aggressive, boy, for his how I'm gentle
Now let me make this right, let me go and make amends
I'm f*ckin' on this hoe, video, it just sent
Now I'm ridin' around, you couldn't see a ten
But it's too late for that, so I'ma make this as the end
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Writer: Xavier Olguin
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