Dumb in my backpack
dumb in my backpack
dumb in my, dumb in my
dumb in my backpack
(2x)
i go dumb in my backpack you don’t know nothing bout’s that sponge bob, x-men, spiderman
i go dumb in my backpack that’s were my stash at superman, dora, even blue’s clue’s back pack
your boy from the south bout to take ya out
imma go through your pockets imma shake you out
you’en playin’ about i take your dug’z out i don’t give a d*mn b*tch
f*ck ya backpack
i f*ck ya sh*t up you get ya head bust
when you lookin’ like a gut i be huggin’ ya nut’s
now were my stash at?
it’s in my backpack
but’z not guard that i got a phat sack
clack dat a** cuz that sh*t go
i bust all the hoe’s like i bust ya nose
i ride the yellow bus cuz my brain got flause
or i go dumb and dumber rider f*ck this sh*t dog
now speak my pastire
i look like a bobster
i smoke like a rodster
and bang like a chopper
you b*tch-@ss poodle’s with oodle’s like pasta
put ya blunt in the air and yell out f*ck the copper’s
(2x)
i go dumb in my backpack you don’t know nothing bout’s that sponge bob, x-men, spiderman
i go dumb in my backpack that’s were my stash at superman, dora, even blue’s clue’s back pack
door to door
little me natfield
i go to the 3rd just to go to work
less then 20 nites
in my backpack yhea it work’s
my favorite one is my black and red spydi one
yhea i go dumb in my all black one with my dora back pack on
i buy more head busta’s
playin’ what you thinkin’ about we stay shinen
stand on the yellow bus grindin’
and my b*tch standin’ right behind me
head busta’s
got to keep a straight face
cuz i leave strawberry taste while i push in the scrape
f*ckin’ dem and that b*tch had me move first
(2x)
i go dumb in my backpack you don’t know nothing bout’s that sponge bob, x-men, spiderman
i go dumb in my backpack that’s were my stash at superman, dora, even blue’s clue’s back pack
something about the way i bang it
makes them go so crazy
i kinda look like a secret agent
all black backpack
crazy fly
way to lite for the zipper
don’t try to zip it up
you got to lift it up
come chance it’s a manspor
im not talkin’ bout the mac
im talkin’ bout the jansport
leavin with my pants off
got my backpack on
with the jokebox beside it
bangin’ that backpack song
i was walkin’ along n i see a little chum
f*ck ya backpack
it’s time to get dumb
time to get a popin’
popped him in the jaw
stunt the map
backpackin’ on
(2x)
i go dumb in my backpack you don’t know nothing bout’s that sponge bob, x-men, spiderman
i go dumb in my backpack that’s were my stash at superman, dora, even blue’s clue’s back pack