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letra de go dumb - trunk boiz

[intro]
yadada
yeah, it’s your boy (yadda)
[?], b-janky
town sh-t, them trunk boiz (trunk boiz)
in the makin’ (yeah. yeah)
and we smoke more weed than jamaicans
see, i just wanna go dumb!

[verse 1]
step up in the club and i’m only 17 (17?)
c0ke white tee and my kicks they clean
grill in my mouth and my sh-t say bling (bling)
n-ggas talkin’ sh-t like my [?]
gorillas in the trunk, homie this my team
trunk beat, bang let it rattle through your spleen
them look like [?], but they only 18’s
[?] and i keep my sh-t clean
i fiend for the green, so they call me green bean
favorite colors blue, but i still love green
trippin’, and dippin’, and yokin’
[?], we do it in oakland
make it so wet, ’cause i’m soakin’
i got kicks cheaper than c0kelands
get dumb, go stupid, ’til your neck get broken
body full of smoke and i’m mixed with potion (mixed with potion)

[chorus]
go, go, go dumb (wahh)
go, go, go dumb (wahh)
go, go, go dumb (wahh)
go dumb (wahh)
go dumb (wahh)
go, go, go dumb (wahh)
go, go, go dumb (wahh)
go, go, go dumb (wahh)
go dumb (wahh)
go dumb (wahh)

[verse 2]
slippin’ up and down on one leg
freakin’ every b-tch, swingin’ my arms and letting my dreads shake
throwin’ up the turf as a n-gga go dumb
i’m as hyphy as they is, and as dumb as they come
[?], showin’ off my tattoos
n-ggas wanna fight, get eyes like racoons (pssh)
but i’m a [?], and you hungry like [?]
still hungry? show your -ss what gats do
but back to the function, a thug convention
a lot of ho’s in here, and beautiful women
gettin’ all these b-tches and that’s my mission
workin’ like money mike, with some fillmo’s pimpin’
when i have s-x, gotta be with three broads
so when my girl call, i got three reasons
i wasn’t cheating, i was only sleeping
need to not know i’m freaking every weekend (ayy)

[verse 3]
giggin’ like i lost my mind, they say i’m out of line
’cause i’m comin’ from that nickel and dime
that’s the 510, i go dumb on a ho
wahh, wahh, representin’ the [?]
i go dumb like i’m off some pills
so cobra, i’ll give you chills
playa, i’m forreal
play stupid, but i know how to count my bills
go mental in my head like i lost my brain cells
must be the grapes, or it must be the rémy
whatever it is, i think it’s naturally in me
i start jumpin’ like kriss kross and start bouncin’ like a bunny
i’m comin’ from the town so you know i go dummy
get with the program, get with the bay jam
like robots, mayne, i think my mind is programmed
oh yeah, you know how i do it
like eddie griffin, you know i gotta act foolish
foolish, like i gotta amnesia
i get idioso mayne, i’m pushin’ for a seizure (ayy)

- trunk boiz

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