[Verse 1]
When we pull up to the light the people all stare
Four niggas in the benz with the dredlock hair
Smoke everywhere waivin at mavericks
With the woodgrain davens and the license plate rattlin
Doin what we want to hangin out the sunroof
We mental we ignorant boy we go dumb dude
Gas break dip we call it yokin
Do a donut in yo whip we call it ghostin
Get stupid its what we do good
Ghost ride the whip while we dancin on the hood
I'm amped feelin good I'm hyphe
With a bitch face and a thizz face off of nike
The women like me I'm dipped in butter
Ill rob your brotha pimp the blood out your motha
I'm mister stupid doo doo dumb
Sumthin terrible tell em how we come

[Chorus]
We go S - T - you - P - I - D
When we go to the club we don't need ID
Everywhere we go its a party y'all
We gon get it crackin like the mardi gras
Get stupid [4x]
Go stupid [3x]
Come and go stupid with me

[Verse 2]
I'm a dog, hound west side clown gig so hard make my pants fall down
This beats poundin cutty whered you get it?
Oh you didn't know dr dre did it
I come wit it rappin and rhymin
And dancin pantamymin act like I'm drivin
Then switch it up dance like I'm fishin
See in the bay area we dance a lil different
The bay bounce to thizzle
The west coast wizzle
Do the get stupid come fuck with drizzle
Call the hospital he havin convulsions
No he's gettin stupid and he loaded yo
And is the store still open?
We need hen that's a privileged thing
Yadadamean? all in the door like yee
We go S - T - you - P - I - D

[Chorus]
We go S - T - you - P - I - D
When we go to the club we don't need ID
Everywhere we go its a party y'all
We gon get it crackin like the mardi gras
Get stupid [4x]
Go stupid [3x]
Come and go stupid with me

[Verse 3]
Now leeme tell you why we call this thing stupid
Cause when I dance the chick say "you stupid"
You can do it it ain't that hard
Baby get dumb act like a retard
Shake ya hair make it go in the air
You gotta get into it growl like a bear
Now say whaaa! "what?" no whaaa!
Do the damn thing girl cut that shit up
Fill ya cup don't be no punk
It don't look right if you really ain't drunk
Come on now repeat after me we go S - T - you - P - I - D

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Writer(s): ANDRE HICKS, JOSEPH FLOWERS