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lirik lagu the dummy – e-40

[instrumental]

[verse 1: e*40]
ooooh
shake them dreads
if you in the pill game, shake the feds
bust that lead
take his top off, paint the sidewalk red
go bad, get loose, go hard
tell that b*tch you’a pull his ho card
rosegold chain
club wilin out, packed like an am1 game
ooooh, somebody else’s work
in the vip with my arm up her skirt
n*ggas lookin at me like they wanna get hurt
serve you with the raly, let my thumper go to work
blaaah, blaaah! left his ass wet
made his peacoat look like a fish net
ooooh, like a fishnet
madе his peacoat look like a fish net

[hook: mistah f.a.b vocal sample and stresmatic]
i do thе dummy r*t*rded and ride the yellow bus
turn the car in circles until the tires bust
out the window like “yee yee, cuz cuz”
on the hood of the scr*per like “wah bwah”
i do the dummy r*t*rded and ride the yellow bus
turn the car in circles until the tires bust
out the window like “yee yee, cuz cuz”
on the hood of the scr*per like “wah bwah”
i do the dummy r*t*rded
i do the dummy r*t*rded
i do the dummy r*t*rded
i do the dummy r*t*rded
[verse 2: e*40]
ooooh
lookin like i went
jeans sag like i had an accident
as i should
8 flatscreens, watching hood 2 hood
california green, car tacked out like i had a smoke machine
oooh, bout to get my f*ck on
redbone from new orleans with some good super dome
ooooh, little turf dirt chick
ass like trina with some pamele tits
first time i seen her, she was actin like a b*tch
spit my mack game, now i’m f*ckin on the b*tch
hillside vet, got my hood tatted from my stomack to my chest
ooooh, ghost rider: doors open, invisible driver

[hook: mistah f.a.b vocal sample and stresmatic]
i do the dummy r*t*rded and ride the yellow bus
turn the car in circles until the tires bust
out the window like “yee yee, cuz cuz”
on the hood of the scr*per like “wah bwah”
i do the dummy r*t*rded and ride the yellow bus
turn the car in circles until the tires bust
out the window like “yee yee, cuz cuz”
on the hood of the scr*per like “wah bwah”
i do the dummy r*t*rded
i do the dummy r*t*rded
i do the dummy r*t*rded
i do the dummy r*t*rded
[verse 3: e*40]
silly w*lly, we don’t play by the rules no mo
threw them old school rules out the window
later for that, i’m off a pill and i’m gutta
spine hurting, back hurting, and i’m thirsty as a mothaf*cka
oooooh, doing a lot
afterparty in the parking lot
my young n*ggas got gigs
trust me, they with the biz
on one wow, stunna shades looking like how ya like me now
oooh, bell palsy lip
mean mug, mad dog, growl like a pit
raawrrahah
this big spit, game sharper than a toothpick
the best thing since the crayon
i’m a hustler, n*gga you’s a vagabond

[hook: mistah f.a.b vocal sample and stresmatic]
i do the dummy r*t*rded and ride the yellow bus
turn the car in circles until the tires bust
out the window like “yee yee, cuz cuz”
on the hood of the scr*per like “wah bwah”
i do the dummy r*t*rded and ride the yellow bus
turn the car in circles until the tires bust
out the window like “yee yee, cuz cuz”
on the hood of the scr*per like “wah bwah”
i do the dummy r*t*rded and ride the yellow bus
turn the car in circles until the tires bust
out the window like “yee yee, cuz cuz”
on the hood of the scr*per like “wah bwah”
i do the dummy r*t*rded and ride the yellow bus
turn the car in circles until the tires bust
out the window like “yee yee, cuz cuz”
on the hood of the scr*per like “wah bwah”
i do the dummy r*t*rded
i do the dummy r*t*rded
i do the dummy r*t*rded
i do the dummy r*t*rded
i do the dummy r*t*rded
i do the dummy r*t*rded
i do the dummy r*t*rded
i do the dummy r*t*rded
[instrumental]

- e 40

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