Playaz Circle, OJ da Juiceman - Stupid lyrics

[Playaz Circle, OJ da Juiceman - Stupid lyrics]

I got a stupid sack with a lot of Os
And when I pull up i'm with a lot of hoes
I got a bankroll stupid bankroll
I got a bankroll stupid bankroll
I got a stupid sack with a lot of Os
And when I pull up i'm with a lot of hoes
I got a bankroll stupid bankroll
I got a bankroll stupid bankroll

Anythang goes i'm from the Southside
I got a stupid bitch in my stupid ride
Yeah, I'm stupid wit' it
Cause I stupid get it
Shorty your car too small
Have to stoop in it stupid kicks
I got a stupid wrist
Duffle Bag Boys, aka the Stupid Clique
Stupid this stupid that
Smokin' on that strong, call it a stupid pack
And this a stupid summer
And I'm stupid stuntin'
The way I move weight, call me Ruben Studdard
One stupid man two stupid chains
Three for the dope four for the brain
And she got stupid brain
I mean, stupid brain! I took her to the mall
And bought her everythang
I bought her stupid Prada
I bought her stupid Louis
Everytime you see me i be stupid fruity

I got a stupid sack with a lot of Os
And when I pull up i'm with a lot of hoes
I got a bankroll stupid bankroll
I got a bankroll stupid bankroll
I got a stupid sack with a lot of Os
And when I pull up i'm with a lot of hoes
I got a bankroll stupid bankroll
I got a bankroll stupid bankroll

Stupid cars, stupid hoes
Damn I'm livin' stupid, dawg
VVS diamonds same color London fog
London fog? Hell yeah! Your bitch
Say she swallow balls
Pinky ring stupid big like
I play some basketball
Football in the street
Hell naw, I'm in the street
Stupid color chain
Diamonds look like Tweety tweet
Pull up to the club and the
Coupe on them Shaq feet trap goin' ham
Bricks runnin' like a track meet
Young Juiceman and that stupid
Just attract me
Bouldercrest workin' and my motors
In the back seat
Sun Valley workin' and my motors
In the back seat
Tity, Juice and Dolla: all we
Do is stack cheese

I got a stupid sack with a lot of Os
And when I pull up i'm with a lot of hoes
I got a bankroll stupid bankroll
I got a bankroll stupid bankroll
I got a stupid sack with a lot of Os
And when I pull up i'm with a lot of hoes
I got a bankroll stupid bankroll
I got a bankroll stupid bankroll

Came from the block where I
Used to be the middleman
Now I'm on the late flight
Catch me in the business class
Niggas talkin' that bullshit? You
Better handle your business, fam
Hit 'em with the semis and
Never leave no witnesses
We don't need no witnesses
All about them dividends
Last nigga who tried me? You can't ask
Me what I did for him
Thousand grams of hard got my
Country boys comin' in
Hope they buy it all if not
What I'm gon' do with this? Duffle Bag, ho
Everything counts we stay gettin' money
What the fuck are you about?
They know we got that stupid clout
Southside don't do a drought
I16 with them things, I got a stupid route

I got a stupid sack with a lot of Os
And when I pull up i'm with a lot of hoes
I got a bankroll stupid bankroll
I got a bankroll stupid bankroll
I got a stupid sack with a lot of Os
And when I pull up i'm with a lot of hoes
I got a bankroll stupid bankroll
I got a bankroll stupid bankroll

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