H.E.R.//Are You Dumb (Live)
Why don't you return my calls?
Why don't you return my calls?
Why you trip 'bout where I be?
You don't ever come and see me
(Come and see me, come and see me, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah (I want your love)
What you mean that you ain't fuckin' me no more?
Lil' bitch, is you dumb?
Slackin' on my pimpin' made you leave me for a new one
Girl, I'm way too wavy, let you play me like it's too fun
Malice in my palace, you the salad to my crouton
Keisha, Jenny, Gia, give a fuck about what they say
Listen like Madea with that rah-rah and that ray-tay
Somewhere out there bitch I'm out there stunting on a A-grade
Pissin' on that block I'm out there spinnin' like a Beyblade
Don't get from my exes, but get texts on a late night
Airplane mode, I'm like the wheels when it take flight
And it's five-hundred on the dash
And to them tings I'm tryna bag, I'm on yo' ass, ah
Money is the motive, you got no emotion
Only thing she care about is Benjamin and Borden
Money ain't in hand, then the plan get aborted
Slick with that finesse, I bet she'll make you feel important
But ain't nothing important to her
Ain't nothing important
But Benjamins and Bordens
But ain't nothing important to her
Ain't nothing important to her
But Benjamins and Bordens, yeah
What you mean you went and found another nigga?
Bitch, is you dumb? (Is you dumb)
Bitch, are you dumb?
Broke my heart, and found someone, are you dumb?
Are you stupid, psychotic or dumb, my girl, which one?
'Cause it must be one
Is it crack, cocaine or meth you smoke?
What type of drugs you on?
'Cause, bitch, you ain't never left before
Is it make-believe?
'Cause it must be the joke of the summer
You can't leave me so open
Had your pussy swollen, it's drippin' all over my covers
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
Couldn't have figured
Heard this nigga get more paper than me
I can't even flex and say I'm richer
Guess I'm just the Rollie, he the Richard
I feel embarrassed
I was thinking 'bout horse and a carriage
Thinking 'bout kids in the backyard
Here you come divorcing a marriage
Are you dumb? Are you dumb?
Are you dumb? Are you dumb?
Made me put in work when you was tryna find someone
Are you fuckin' dumb? Are you fuckin' dumb?
Why don't you return my calls?
Why you trip 'bout where I be?
You don't ever come and see me
(Come and see me, come and see me, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah (I want your love)
What you mean that you ain't fuckin' me no more?
Lil' bitch, is you dumb?
Slackin' on my pimpin' made you leave me for a new one
Girl, I'm way too wavy, let you play me like it's too fun
Malice in my palace, you the salad to my crouton
Keisha, Jenny, Gia, give a fuck about what they say
Listen like Madea with that rah-rah and that ray-tay
Somewhere out there bitch I'm out there stunting on a A-grade
Pissin' on that block I'm out there spinnin' like a Beyblade
Don't get from my exes, but get texts on a late night
Airplane mode, I'm like the wheels when it take flight
And it's five-hundred on the dash
And to them tings I'm tryna bag, I'm on yo' ass, ah
Money is the motive, you got no emotion
Only thing she care about is Benjamin and Borden
Money ain't in hand, then the plan get aborted
Slick with that finesse, I bet she'll make you feel important
But ain't nothing important to her
Ain't nothing important
But Benjamins and Bordens
But ain't nothing important to her
Ain't nothing important to her
But Benjamins and Bordens, yeah
What you mean you went and found another nigga?
Bitch, is you dumb? (Is you dumb)
Bitch, are you dumb?
Broke my heart, and found someone, are you dumb?
Are you stupid, psychotic or dumb, my girl, which one?
'Cause it must be one
Is it crack, cocaine or meth you smoke?
What type of drugs you on?
'Cause, bitch, you ain't never left before
Is it make-believe?
'Cause it must be the joke of the summer
You can't leave me so open
Had your pussy swollen, it's drippin' all over my covers
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
Couldn't have figured
Heard this nigga get more paper than me
I can't even flex and say I'm richer
Guess I'm just the Rollie, he the Richard
I feel embarrassed
I was thinking 'bout horse and a carriage
Thinking 'bout kids in the backyard
Here you come divorcing a marriage
Are you dumb? Are you dumb?
Are you dumb? Are you dumb?
Made me put in work when you was tryna find someone
Are you fuckin' dumb? Are you fuckin' dumb?
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Hernandez, Daystar Peterson, Chaz Jackson, Michael Wilson, Ugur Tig
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