Toni Estes — Stupid lyrics

The page contains the lyrics of the song "Stupid" by Toni Estes.

Lyrics

Yo, what’s up, what’s going on Cut to the point, guess what
People in our path is talking about
He going down to the the pool har with his friends
That’s the third time in a week
He been hanging out in the street
But I don’t know, I didn’t see (okay)
Strange numbers on the caller ID
I ain’t trippin, let it go Say nothing, do your thang
Not a problem, but what I don’t know
Is the eye of the game
Oooh, he ain’t fooling me, no, no There ain’t a lie that he done told
That I ain’t told once before
Chorus:
You may think it’s slick, but I’m not
He ain’t gettin over
Cos I know what’s up (ooh, oh, oh)
He must think I’m stupid but I’m not
He ain’t telling me Nothing I believe (he ain’t tellin me)
Don’t you think it’s slick, but I’m not
He ain’t gettin over (he ain’t gettin over)
Cos I know what’s up (cos I know what’s up)
He may think I’m stupid but I’m not
He ain’t telling me (he ain’t tellin me)
Nothing I believe (nothing I believe)
On the? something else, he don’t know
I came up, on the call
To his voicemail, the other day
Called it up and it say (Meet me)
At the same spot, on the same floor
In the same room, 'round the same time
With the same cologne, with the same wine
That was sipped on last night.
What the hell does he think he’s doing?
Funny thing is, I should be mad, but I’m not
Can’t recognise game, so I’m moving on He found a new love, so he can find a new spot
To lay his head down
Hey Toni, open the door!
Creep? Wha? No, I’m not a creep, I was down the pool har, now c’mon now, girl,
open up the door!
Chorus:
You may think it’s slick, but I’m not (ooh, no)
He ain’t gettin over
Cos I know what’s up (i know what’s up, no, no)
He must think I’m stupid but I’m not
He ain’t telling me (really think I’m stupid?)
Nothing I believe (no-no-no-nothing)
Don’t you think it’s slick, but I’m not
He ain’t gettin over (he ain’t — gettin over, no)
Cos I know what’s up He may think I’m stupid but I’m not (yeah, yeah)
He ain’t telling me Nothing I believe (nothing I believe, no)
No, no, no, no It’s time for me to leave you, nooo (I know)
I put your things outside, better call you a ride
Cos this so long
Hey fellas, if you lyin, to your girl