I Ain’t Stupid Lyrics – Jourdan Brothern

I Ain’t Stupid Lyrics by Jourdan Brothern

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n#gg# tried to take my money, I ain’t stupid, n#gg#
f#ck your Valentines, shoot him like I’m Cupid, n#gg#

Yo b#tch makin movies and she likin how I’m moving, n#gg#
That life ain’t choose you n#gg# you was out there f#cking choosin’, n#gg#
You was out there f#cking-, huh you was out there f#cking-
Who chain they gone snatch, n#gg#?, Not mine

If you get close to me, then you f#cking dying
Man why you going to that studio?, You f#cking lying
You f#cking trying
I don’t give a f#ck if you f#cking crying, you f#cking dying

Ima make another move, n#gg#
Ima go f#cking shoot, n#gg#
Ima make another move, n#gg#
Ima make another move, n#gg#

Ima make another move, n#gg#
Ima motherf#cking move, n#gg#
Pop flare how it- (Woo, woo)
Pop flare how I move, n#gg#

Now that I’m up, that lil’ b#tch wanna top me
Now when I’m up, that lil’ p#ss# wanna walk me
n#gg# still gone stalk me, he ain’t never robbed me
Never Forget Loyalty, that’s what my gang taught me

n#gg# want my money, want my chain, want my AP
I just got a brand new b#tch, and that lil’ b#tch hate me
My life ain’t taken, but I know they wanna take me
If your choppa a pan make it (Bow) and come and bake me

n#gg# gay and sweet like candy, That n#gg# a Hershey
You know it’s gone come with a fee to try and verse me
Feds listening, they wanna know what my verse mean
Feel like Baby, it’s my turn, man

Now that n#gg# wanna burn me
I ain’t stupid, n#gg#
f#ck your Valentines, shoot him like I’m Cupid, n#gg#
Yo b#tch makin movies and she likin how I’m moving, n#gg#

That life ain’t choose you n#gg# you was out there f#cking choosin’, n#gg#
You was out there f#cking-, huh you was out there f#cking
Who chain they gone snatch, n#gg#?, Not mine
If you get close to me, then you f#cking dying

Man why you going to that studio?, You f#cking lying
You f#cking trying
I don’t give a f#ck if you f#cking crying, you f#cking dying
Got this from my n#gg# Loaded, RIP to Loaded

Brand new f#cking .50 Round, ima f#cking blow it
Not cool to be a gangsta man, you don’t gotta show it
Man I got a brand new AP, and that b#tch so f#cking golden
You stupid, you talking ’bout your dead n#gg# in yo diss

I’m just speaking facts, n#gg#
This ain’t that and that ain’t this
Call my b#tch Pennywise, ’cause she gonna swallow kids
When I’m with your b#tch, she throwing #ss

When she with you, throw a kiss
You ain’t cool, n#gg#
You a f#cking fool, n#gg#
n#gg# dissed up on my gang, he was in a pool, n#gg#

And I got a tool, n#gg#, it gone f#cking move n#gg#s
It’s Summer, choppa make the block hot
Then it’s gonna cool n#gg#s
I ain’t stupid, n#gg#

f#ck your Valentines, shoot him like I’m Cupid, n#gg#
Yo b#tch makin movies and she likin how I’m moving, n#gg#
That life ain’t choose you n#gg# you was out there f#cking choosin’, n#gg#
You was out there f#cking-, huh you was out there f#cking

Who chain they gone snatch, n#gg#?, Not mine
If you get close to me, then you f#cking dying
Man why you going to that studio?, You f#cking lying
You f#cking trying

I don’t give a f#ck if you f#cking crying, you f#cking dying
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Jourdan Brothern Lyrics – I Ain’t Stupid

Jourdan Brothern

I Ain’t Stupid