[verse 1:]
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When we pull up to the light the people all stare
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Four niggas in a benz with the dreadlock hair
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Smoke everywhere
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Wavein at mavericks
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In the woodgrain davens with the liscence plate rattlein
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Doin what we want to hangin out the sun roof
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We mental, we ignorant, boy we go dumb to
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Gas-break-dip, we call it yokein, do a doughnut in yo whip
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We call it ghostin
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Get stupid that's what we do good ghost ride the whip
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While I'm dancin on the hood, I'm amped feelin good...
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I'm hiphy, thizz face with the thizz face off of nike
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The women like me I'm dipped in butter
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I'll rob ya brother pimp the blood out ya mother
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I'm mr. stupid-doo-doo dumb, somethin terrible tell em how we come...
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[Chorus]
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S.T.U.P.I.D when we come to the club we don't need I.d
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Everywhere we go it's a party ya'll we gon' get it crackin like the mardi gras
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[verse 2:]
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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
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Baby get dumb act like a retard, shake ya hair make it go in the air you gotta get into it growl like a bear, now say whaaaa! (what!) no whaaaa! do tha damn thang girl cut that shit up.
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Fill ya cup don't be no punk it don't look right if you really ain't drunk, c'mon now repeat after me we go S.T.U.P.I.D
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[Chorus]
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S.T.U.P.I.D.
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| Mac Dre |
