Dumb Lyrics – Tyga, Big Sean

Read the full Dumb lyrics by Tyga, Big Sean and Flo Milli along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Tyga's music, you can also explore Popstar Shawty and Whodie, two other songs by Tyga.

[Verse 1: Big Sean & Tyga]
I know these bum b!tches aggravated (Ayy)
Got her fu*king with a n!gga like me, a girl's congratulated (Brrt)
G-class, had to graduate it (Word)
Put a red ribbon on a smart car, now I got her going (Dumb)
She wanna rock jewels in the pool
She wanna live a life that she don't, that I usually do, woah
Playing with herself, it's amusing me too
Room for two, I barely got room to approve, dumb b!tch
I'm the type to set her free, not constrict, yeah
To the money, only time I come quick (Oh)
She want where I come from, what a conundrum, I hit it going (Dumb)
Just like all my old slaps, I done already made history, woah
HNIC, B-I-G, speaking initially, yeah
Trust is a plan for every problem
I got cameras watching cameras, watching every single dollar, don't be (Dumb)

[Chorus: Flo Milli & Tyga]
Uh, can you pop it for me, though? (Pop it, pop it)
Uh, shake that ass, let me see it go (Let me see it go, dumb)
Shake that ass, let me see it go (Let me see it go, dumb)
Fu*k b!tches, get money, ho (Get money)
Uh, can you pop it for me, though? (Pop it, pop it)
Uh, shake that ass, let me see it go (Let me see it go, dumb)
Shake that ass, let me see it go (Let me see it go, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb)
Fu*k b!tches, get money, ho (Get money)

[Verse 2: Tyga & Flo Milli]
Ayy, run up on the clique, don't be dumb, dumb
Ayy, tell the b!tch don't drop the thun-thun (Drop it)
Got a whole Nick Cannon in the drum, drum (Brrt)
Put a lil' on her tongue if she want something (Ah)
Yeah, the only outcome is the income
Getting big stupid checks, n!ggas been dumb
My salary, I could buy the whole gallery
B!tch name Valeria, she eat me like a calorie, haha
B!tch, are you dumb?
Smoking out the green thumb 'til I'm numb
Still twist the motherfu*king lime with the rum, yeah
Play my old s*it, s*it still going dumb (Dumb)
And don't be acting all miserable (Ha, ha)
All them Mr. T chains, n!ggas look pitiful (Ha, ha, ha)
I don't trust s*it, man, these hoes too cynical (Ha, ha)
I ain't going dumb no more, I'm going digital (Ha, ha, ha, ayy, dumb)

[Chorus: Flo Milli & Tyga]
Uh, can you pop it for me, though? (Pop it, pop it)
Uh, uh, shake that ass, let me see it go (Let me see it go, dumb)
Shake that ass, let me see it go (Let me see it go, dumb)
Fu*k b!tches, get money, ho (Get money)
Uh, can you pop it for me, though? (Pop it, pop it)
Uh, shake that ass, let me see it go (Let me see it go, dumb)
Shake that ass, let me see it go (Let me see it go, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb)
Fu*k b!tches, get money, ho (Get money)