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letra de actin' dumb - ceo trayle

[intro]
ayy

[chorus]
yeah, yeah
ayy, n-ggas’ dumb, they ain’t really actin’ dumb
mr. jackson, not michael, b-tch it’s action
i was smoking that stank, n-gga, don’t ask me where it’s from
i just left the bank, i was at the teller with my gun
swipe the card and then put 50k, didn’t have to tell her nothin’
i can’t have you in my business, bae, no, i won’t tell you nothin’
[verse]
before i tell a lie, i would rather tell you nothin’
panties to the side for me, baby, and don’t run
she that same non d-ck suckin’ b-tch that i wouldn’t stun
bad b-tch make my d-ck stand up, attention
i bet that b-tch ain’t faithful, my lil’ young sh-t was too playful
say, “f-ck the label”
f-ck with backdoor, it get fatal
your b-tch hate you
shе was just here, i gave hеr facial
send her out there to go get that pape’ too, i can’t enable
it’s not a fable, my brother crossed me, caine and abel
if only they knew they don’t really love us, this sh-t racial
stupid-ass n-gga thought i went maybach just to race you
i send a b-tch to make some great food and then erase you
forbes lister, call me mr. sonny backdoor lister
backdoor tiny lister
f-cked her, then dismissed her
i don’t give a f-ck they sisters
i’m cold as f-cking winter
the tongue twist kicker
player, i convinced her
mr. prime minister
l!cked her, plus you kissed her
how the f-ck can you miss her?
ayy, ayy, ayy, cool mellow fellow
wockhardt, not mellow yellow
doctor, need some percocet’s
just a street n-gga from the ghetto
hold a chop stick like a cello
when he bop out, he say, “h-llo”
i’m dunn dunn like shawty lo
this b-tch a dumb, dumb, for sure, four
dumb, dumb b-tch
don’t you feel dumb, b-tch?
can’t finesse the don, b-tch
hangin’ out with the convicts
[chorus]
yeah, yeah
ayy, n-ggas’ dumb, they ain’t really actin’ dumb
mr. jackson, not michael, b-tch it’s action
i was smoking that stank, n-gga, don’t ask me where it’s from
i just left the bank, i was at the teller with my gun
swipe the card and then put 50k, didn’t have to tell her nothin’
i can’t have you in my business, bae, no, i won’t tell you nothin’ (nothin’)

- ceo trayle

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