Lyrics Brooke Candy – Dumb
Text:
Uhh, what?
This the anthem, yeah I got you bitches dancing
Get your hands up! Yeah I got you bitches dancing
When I come to the club, come to the club club, uhh I get down
Mad cause they see me getting paper
Is that why you thirsty bitches hating?
Hook:
Why come to the club and just stand around?
Kind of dumb to me, you should be getting down
I’m peaking, freaking out
If you got a «e» pill then eat it now
If you want a refill then get it now
If you didn’t come to party beat it, ow
Uhh, I’m getting tipsy in this bitch
And I tossing to the good life, they see me getting rich
I don’t get it, why you standing on the wall though?
Lose your inhibitions, get to stripping down on all fours
Uhh, now up and bring it back down. Yeah
Now roll it, arch back now
That’s my little gymnist bitch, she put her leg behind her head
Yo, if that’s a party trick, imagine her inside the bed!
I can feel the redbull mixed in with the vodka
Feeling tipsy ‘çause I took more shots than a hurt locker
Uhh, now tell me why you hating?
Get that ass to working, and jerking, I get it percolating!
Now tell me that you don’t feel the heat
I’m tiny town, I get down when it comes to this beat. What?
Hook
That’s me, I get it popping
I’m Sid Vicious, you’re Nancy now
I took your spot, now drop
I’m rocking Freddy Krueger
That bitch is talking, «Whitey» Cooly
Your new religion, hallelujah!
Watch how I do like ooo na na
Watch how I play-ay, sniffing out my prey-ey
Do it big like pay day, make these bitches ha-ate
Y’all bitches sit down, this beat a hit now
Kind of dumb to me, we should be getting down
Bridge:
Down, down, low as you can go. Down, down, closer to the floor
Down, down, low as you can go. Down, down, closer to the floor
Now pick up, pick up, get your dick up, dick up, it’s a stick up, stick up, let go
Now pick up, pick up, get your dick up, dick up, do it quicker, quicker, now slow
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What?!