damnlyrics.com

Dumb Shit

I really messed up

Can you call me back babe?

I really messed up

Can you call me back babe?I don't know why I've been making her feel this way

I ain't even smooth with my bullshit, I do it right in her face

It ain't like I don't love her, already gave her that ring

I hope you know, hope you know, how much I really wanna change

And why would I wanna wake up in the morning without you by my side?

And why do I gotta see you in tears just to make a nigga realize?How do I explain it?

Every time I try to say no, I can't run from it

Baby you my favorite

Why do you be asking me questions when you already know thatI been doing dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb shit

I been doing dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb shit

I be doing dumb shit

(I be doing dumb shit)

I be doing dumb shit, (I be doing dumb shit) I be doing dumb shit

(I keep doing dumb shit)

You're the only one I love but

I be doing dumb shitI swear I tried, I tried, no lie

Seems like I fail, I fail, every time

I'm sloppy with the cheating

Always catch me creeping

Don't ask me why I do it, cause I ain't got a reason

All I know is, I be doing dumb shitI been doing dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb shit

I been doing dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb shit

I be doing dumb shit

(I be doing dumb shit)

I be doing dumb shit, (I be doing dumb shit) I be doing dumb shit

(I keep doing dumb shit)

You're the only one I love but

I be doing dome shitOh naw, big Snoop Dogg

Party all night and we like blowing them bombs

Suit game Gucci, steak at the Palm

Coochie-loochie, black tie, ring the alarm

What it is, what it do, Snopp DO dub?

Is there any way that you can get us in the club?

Girl I'm buzzin' with cousins and a set of twins

Diggin', duggin', shit here I go again

It's certain mo'fuckers that I run with

That keep me on some Bobby Shmurda dumb shit

I'm creepin' while you sleepin' but you woke up

Speak up, spoke up, make a nigga choke up

So right, so wrong, so what?

If we break up, I'm the one that's broke up

Picking and choosing, that lil' bitch with we

I woke up in the morning on TMZ, ooh weeUhm, I don't mean no harm

But your boy Black Ty's got a mean ol' arm

I got exposed when she went through my DMs

Now I got problems with my BM

I ain't wanna be him

Dumb shit, doin' the most when I know better

But knowin' better and doing better and showin' better

Dumb shit in these streets and doin' what I want

When I should be doin' what made you put me on

You independent and smart, you got your own everything

Million niggas want you but I'm the one you're drawn to

Been through it all but you still hold me down

Got pain in your smile and you refuse to frown

Baby I'm sorry I embarrassed you

Walking in a room full of bitches I didn't touch and they ain't even banished

Your voice-mail full but the text said read

I pray to God our love ain't dead baby I swearI swear I tried, I tried, no lie

Seems like I fail, I fail, every time

Can't get caught again cause I swore that I was gon' change

Got me working overtime in my phone changing all these names

But the city so small, they probably end up talking

And if she finds out, she'll probably end up walking

But I'mma take my chances to gamble either way

And why would I wanna start over when I got you at home?

Tryna get a million girls I'mma just end up aloneHow can I explain it?

Every time I try to say no, I can't run from it

Baby you're my favorite

Why do you be asking me questions when you already know thatI've been doing dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb shit

I been doing dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb shit

I be doing dumb shit

(I be doing dumb shit)

I be doing dumb shit, (I be doing dumb shit) I be doing dumb shit

(I keep doing dumb shit)

You're the only one I love but

I be doing dome shit

Songwriters

Gibson, Tyrese Darnell / Broadus, Calvin CordozarPublished by

Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US LLC Song Discussions is protected by U.S. Patent 9401941. Other patents pending.

Enjoy the lyrics !!!