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aasim – just stuupid كلمات اغاني

[intro]
calm down, little african boy
uh_oh
yeah
oh, no

[verse 1]
leopard print panties on my chick, that b_tch a cougar
switch gears in barracuda, scuba divin’ in bermuda
if it’s s_x, you talkin’ dirty, all she wanna do is have me
get her wet, so she sends private jets for me like taxis
i’m like steady, she like oprah, got butlers, she got chauffeurs
got bentleys, she got mansions big as the state of oklahoma
she be ridin’ on my b_n_r, be snake charmin’ my cobra
a rider, she a owner, body shape like coca_cola, hol’ up
i’m social clubbin’, me and young dizzlе
i’m smackin’ asses, he l!ckin’ nipples
cеltics cheerleaders, rhythm and blues divas
i f_ck with bougie b_tches way to low self_esteemers

[chorus]
i got money, money on my mind
f_ck with bad b_tches, get p_ssy all the time
we just gettin’ stuupid, we just actin’ a fool
social club chillin’ and that’s just how we do
i got b_tches by the pool, everything new
thirty_one flavors, it’s so many to choose
gold so heavy, think my collarbone bruised
hands in the air if you’re too cool for school, hol’ up
[verse 2]
broke n_gga talkin’ like i’m rich though
what you believe, you can achieve, i’m seein’ big dough
b_tches injectin’ they ass and they lips
can’t afford to buy a drink, but be claimin’ they the sh_t though
nah, ho, i ain’t no sponsor, i’m a monster
gimme your number, i won’t call you, i’ll just text you ’round tomorrow
if you get a babysitter, we’ll drink liquor ’til we pass out
before that, i’m a turn your fake, new injected ass out
fuel injected nascar, call it dukes of hazzard
frank white socialite, meet me at the plaza
call me bruce leroy, sho nuff i’m the master
shawty pro’ly lookin’ for whoever cuff her faster but

[verse 3]
how you get all in them jeans and is it ginuwine?
let me be the hun’ed and first to say you h_lla fine
you could be britney, baby, and i could be federline
you could be strictly d_ckly and still eat vanessa’s pie
be careful of all the empty cans of beer
if you wake in the mornin’ b_tt naked and i ain’t there
i had a stuupid good time, stuupid good wine
stuupid good head, but i had to get on my grind ’cause
[chorus]
i got money, money on my mind
f_ck with bad b_tches, get p_ssy all the time
we just gettin’ stuupid, we just actin’ a fool
social club chillin’ and that’s just how we do
i got b_tches by the pool, everything new
thirty_one flavors, it’s so many to choose
gold so heavy, think my collarbone bruised
hands in the air if you’re too cool for school, hol’ up

- aasim

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