Travis Scott - DUMBO (Lyrics)

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📄 Lyrics: Travis Scott - DUMBO

Yeah, yeah, yeah Hey Yeah Man, let's go Can't nobody pop it like I do (Pop it) Tour and drop like I do (I) Forty in a seven like I do (Seven) 'Caine, she sniff, she hachoo, let's go (Hachoo) Still TEC pop when they try you (Woo) Big toting, nothin' by you (It's lit) Pristine cut out of the bayou (Skit) That Oyster right on the dial (Oyst') That marble right on the tile (Moist) That body too great (Huh) They private, then I fly you (Huh) They whole 'fit did not style (Huh) Took codeine, it's been a while (Huh) I bet she goin' dumbo (Dummy) I bet she goin' dumbo (That bitch a dummy) I bet she goin' dumbo (Woo) I bet she goin' dumbo (Straight up) I bet she goin' dumbo I bet she goin' dumb Come on, let it fall to the waistline You get wasted, just don't waste mine You get wasted, just don't waste mine You get wasted, just don't waste mine Confetti, let it fall to your waistline You get wasted, just don't waste mine Right, right Whoa (Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, woo) Shawty, she nice, shawty, she love the green, shawty, she like that white Shawty geek mode, shawty geek-geek-geek mode, time to go get that flight Tryna get home, tryna get right back home, know they gon' get me hype (Hype, hype) Yeah, yeah, gotta sleep with one eye open Can't trust her, she stolen, but I'm already in too much motion That bitch tryna get her a promotion, twist my gas, pour my potion Can't tell if I'm hot or cold, hip on fire, wrist on frozen Don't know if she thick or slim, waist go in, ass explodin' I just went up again, just popped ten, no ibuprofen Back-to-back skin on skin, can I swim in this ocean? That come-down no emotion, yeah, yeah See, the whip ain't no regular body, the whip got a kit like BBL One digit on back of the truck and she's backin' it up, no CDL She with us, I say, "Who do you love?" And she tired of lust, I know she meant well See the difference when you on this side, lil' baby, the truth ain't hard to tell Chain on ice cream, can't melt, your **** don't like me, oh, well Ain't no peace prize, Nobel, no more gang-gang, cartel Promise you it won't go well, shit get sticky, caramel Say your prayers, farewell, body color of pastel Come on, let it fall to the waistline You get wasted, just don't waste mine You get wasted, just don't waste mine You get wasted, just don't waste mine Can't nobody pop it like I do (Pop it) Tour and drop like I do (Ah) Forty in a seven like I do (Seven) 'Caine, she sniff, she hachoo (High, hachoo) Still TEC pop when they try you (Woo) Big toting, nothin' by you (It's lit) Pristine cut out of the bayou (Skit) That Oyster right on the dial (Oyst') That marble right on the tile (Moist) That body too great (Huh) They private, then I fly you (Huh) They whole 'fit did not style (Huh) Took codeine, it's been a while (Huh) I bet she goin' dumbo (Dummy) I bet she goin' dumbo (That bitch a dummy) I bet she goin' dumbo (Woo) I bet she goin' dumbo (Straight up) I bet she goin' dumbo I bet she goin' dumb Oyst'

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