Stupid Doo Doo Dumb lyrics

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Spice 1


[Miami Talking]
Real big up in this b*tch
Stupid doo doo dumb, gorilla milk in It
And I'm talking to you n*ggas that's happy
As a faggot in a tree full of di*ks
It's one love, to nobody, what's really going on
One love to nobody, stupid doo doo dumb
We at the party, unnh, let's kill em off
Dre & Mall make a b*tch cough

[Verse 1: Mac Dre]
It started on a bright morning in 1997
I was in my SS Chevy y'all, I-80 doing one-eleven
Barking on my faulty phone, fresh new fit Maurice Malone
Burning tongue, feeling hella numb
Stupid doo doo dumb off 151
Honking at every ho that pass me
I'm hella nasty, boy, I need chassis
I'm the type of brother that'll f*ck your mother
With a Magnum rubber and leave it on the cover
I won't love her, aw naw
All a n*gga want is long jaw
It goes down where I'm from
How we come?
Stupid doo doo dumb
[Hook: Mac Mall]
When your chassis getting nasty playing with her pearl tongue
Stupid doo doo dumb, stupid doo doo dumb
Four fingers in a pus*y, cuddie, gone use your thumb
Stupid doo doo dumb, stupid doo doo dumb
When you're hitting it from the back and you smell sometin' sometin'
Stupid doo doo dumb, stupid doo doo dumb
Or when she's slurping on my di*k and she starts to hum
Stupid doo doo dumb, stupid doo doo dumb

[Verse 2: Mac Dre]
This is a brief description for those who don't know Dre
I'll go bad on b*tches like that n*gga OJ
di*k down broads and get blew at the telly
And don't see nothing wrong, like that fool R. Kelly
I serve c*ck like Julian St. Jox
as*h*le naked getting blew in my socks
I'm the type of n*gga that do thangs to thick dames
A super freak like that man Rick James
Adina Howard couldn't Freak Like Me
When I was in the pen, I used to beat my meat
But now I'm on the street hitting hella skins
f*ck a b*tch so good she got to tell her friends
Tearing sh*t up making noise'n, with d-Con, that hoodrat poison
From city to city, town to town
Stupid doo doo dumb is how we get down
[Hook 2: Mac Mall]
When you're in your own hood and they ask you where you're from
Stupid doo doo dumb, stupid doo doo dumb
di*k longer then my Caddy off 151
Stupid doo doo dumb, stupid doo doo dumb
Another hit of this sh*t and you gon' bust your lungs
Stupid doo doo dumb, stupid doo doo dumb
When the babby hella flammy, can't make a playa c*m
Stupid doo doo dumb, stupid doo doo dumb

[Verse 3: Mac Dre]
I'm hotter than fish grease, slicker than thick grease
A chump on the strap, I'll serve him a six-piece
Slick with this sh*t like spit on a gold tooth
Stupid Doo Doo Dumb, when I spit it's the cold truth
Crestsider, hoo rider, servin' on suckas who try to
Front with fake raps; man, I break backs
And I'll make snaps when I shake craps
Straight caps and lots of Bay game
'Cause it's a Bay thang with young Mac Dre, mayne
I say thangs that make your brain trip
Refrain from lame sh*t and some can't hang with
That game I bring and slang on dope tracks
I lace the lame and tame with ho slaps
I'm so fat, when I'm on the microphone
Stupid dumb making' em leave the mic at home
[Hook 3: Mac Mall]
When you off dog food and your nose start to run
Stupid doo doo dumb, stupid doo doo dumb
f*ck your sister so good that your mammy got sprung
Stupid doo doo dumb, stupid doo doo dumb
Headers when I first met her, all teeth, no tongue
Stupid doo doo dumb, stupid doo doo dumb
Crestsiders in the house, punk b*tch, we on one
Stupid doo doo dumb! Stupid doo doo dumb!

[Miami Talking To Fade]
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