Party Goin Dumb

Yeah

When I step out
B*tches stretch they neck out
I don't never stress about
What the chitter-chat about
Smack her in her damn mouth
Time to bring the dog out
Smoking got the fog out
I got green like a treehouse
Smoking og gas bags in a Backwood
You only good with you man when you in the hood
You can not come alone but I wish you would
See me walking with a pick
Leave your a in a pit
Smack a b*tch till she spit
Blue money no Crips
See me walking with a limp
We gorillas no chimps
Going crazy in a VIP
Told her put it on her tongue
Now the party going dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb

Now the party goin dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb
Smoking out the Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh
Do this shit for fun, fun, fun, fun, fun
Got the party goin dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb
Now the party goin dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb
Smoking out the Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh
Do this shit for fun, fun, fun, fun, fun
Got the party goin dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb

Pull up in a Tahoe, and I am smoking Tahoe
Bad b*tch with me, looking like I hit the lotto
Your chain is looking hollow, I am the boss I am on the top floor
Money in a floor board, what you think I work for?
Party going dumb, I do what I want
We do this for fun, B*tch I am smoking out the Uh
Rolling up the blunt rolling like a blunt
I do what I want, got the party going dumb, B*tch

Now the party goin dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb
Smoking out the Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh
Do this shit for fun, fun, fun, fun, fun
Got the party goin dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb
Now the party goin dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb
Smoking out the Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh
Do this shit for fun, fun, fun, fun, fun
Got the party goin dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb
Got the party goin dumb!



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Writer(s): Latasha Williams, Maria Kelly
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