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Stupid Lit Video (MV)




Performed By: MJ Chillin
Language: English
Length: 1:45
Written by: Marcus Johnson, Nandish Patel, Zachary Johnson




MJ Chillin - Stupid Lit Lyrics
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Put that drink inside my cup, it got me stupid lit
Too many women in this club, need me like two of them
Psychedelics got me f*cked up, it's a movie yeah
Popped a pill for the first time, I think I'm losing it
Oh this drink got me noddin' off
Shawty wet got that na na na
Yeah the party goes on and on
Think you got sauce but it's not enough
If you try to play stupid I'll pull out my wallet and throw them blue hunnits
When we shoot it don't miss
I got shooters who pull out them sticks and go huntin'
(Oooweee)
Look, she called my phone again
She mad that I'm runnin' the road again
All of the dope it get sold again
I went broke before, I can't fold again
I gotta keep it ten toes
I think she wanna come home
(Yeah)
Oh she mad that I'm poppin' off
You could've had it all
Oh you mad cuz you not in my catalog
(Lambo whip I'm droppin' off)
I'm at the top and you fallin' off
Put that drink inside my cup, it got me stupid lit
Too many women in this club, need me like two of them
Psychedelics got me f*cked up, it's a movie yeah
Popped a pill for the first time, I think I'm losing it
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English

Put that drink inside my cup, it got me stupid lit
Too many women in this club, need me like two of them
Psychedelics got me f*cked up, it's a movie yeah
Popped a pill for the first time, I think I'm losing it
Oh this drink got me noddin' off
Shawty wet got that na na na
Yeah the party goes on and on
Think you got sauce but it's not enough
If you try to play stupid I'll pull out my wallet and throw them blue hunnits
When we shoot it don't miss
I got shooters who pull out them sticks and go huntin'
(Oooweee)
Look, she called my phone again
She mad that I'm runnin' the road again
All of the dope it get sold again
I went broke before, I can't fold again
I gotta keep it ten toes
I think she wanna come home
(Yeah)
Oh she mad that I'm poppin' off
You could've had it all
Oh you mad cuz you not in my catalog
(Lambo whip I'm droppin' off)
I'm at the top and you fallin' off
Put that drink inside my cup, it got me stupid lit
Too many women in this club, need me like two of them
Psychedelics got me f*cked up, it's a movie yeah
Popped a pill for the first time, I think I'm losing it
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Writer: Marcus Johnson, Nandish Patel, Zachary Johnson
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