Dumbass Songtext
von Sada Baby

(Ooh, RJ)
Tell your bitch to look at me while I′m-
RJ always trippin', man
RJ always trippin′, man
Ayy, tell your b- to look at me while I'm speakin' to you

You forgot I hit that b- before she was your b-
Even while you was with her, couldn′t give her no d-
When you was gettin′ off, I was leavin' your crib
Takin′ sh- on your toilet, playin' with your kids
Like tell your b- to look at me while I′m speakin' to you
It′s a lot of real sh- I've been meanin' to do
You couldn′t dance like me if you needed to groove
Guess I set the tone, you lil′ n- needed some moves (ugh)


Guess I set the tone, chopper movin', Reggaeton
Blood on my herringbone, won′t leave me the - alone
I say do it, do it, do it if that b- wanna do it to me
Shoot it, shoot it, shoot it, you a killer, gotta prove it to me
F- 'round with dawg, we don′t f- 'round with law
Get that pack in or we just get that backend, no shorts
He on my end, them n- gotta tap in, no choice
Want a damn slice, Skuba 40 make him surfboard

She want Sada d-, say that she gon′ twerk for it
Hell no, lazy b-, hit the road, work for it
Drop a four in that soda, pop a couple Percs for it
Put a nine thousand pack (ayy) up your Bebe skirt for it (ugh)
How a n- lil' sister say she want some MAC makeup?
Can't get it for her, last time that we laid up
Came out the bathroom, she was on my Facebook
Cocked a right hand back, hit her with a straight hook

B-, don′t be playin′ with my money phone
That's that line I get bags and get money on
N- always want a snitch n- to come home
N- must be snitchin′ too, baby, somethin' wrong
Ayy, we do real n- dance moves, n-, you can′t touch those
I get money, I'm as happy as my custos
Brand new rockstars with a dumb roll
I′m a rockstar, I'll hit him with a drumroll


See a opp, then it's crunch time, bag a combo
See a opp, then it′s punch time, TJ Combo
Trap lookin′ like the lunch line by the combos
Bet you I can f- eight b- with a blindfold
Hit a opp with the ugly shot like I'm Lonzo
Catch a opp in the mornin′ time like Alonzo
40 make him do the funny dance like Alfonso
Bet you I can get eight bricks gone pronto

I do my dance way better than you do it
So - watch me do it
And I shoot my .45 way better than you
So lil' - let me shoot it
And I′m gon' f- your b- way better than you
Even though you don′t want me to do it
And 'bout five n- with me right now
Got CC dubs, wanna call police, can't do it

We legal with these straps (ayy, uh)
Still illegal with these traps (ayy, uh)
Shoot a n- like it′s craps (ayy, uh)
I give h- don′t give daps (ayy, uh)
I raise h- don't raise kids (ayy, uh)
F- her face and shoot my kids (ayy, uh)
′Cause I dance like I did (uh)
Make these n- look like feds with this sh- (ayy, uh)

You forgot I hit that b- before she was your b- (uh)
Even while you was with her, couldn't give her no d- (uh)
When you was gettin′ off, I was leavin' your crib (uh)
Takin′ sh- on your toilet, playin' with your kids (uh)
Like tell your b- to look at me while I'm speakin′ to you (uh)
It′s a lot of real shit I've been meanin′ to do (uh)
You couldn't dance like me if you needed to groove (uh)
Guess I set the tone, you lil′ n- needed some moves (ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh)