Walked In lyrics

by

P-LO



[Intro: Fat Joe & P-LO]
If I'm driving and I-
His sh*t don't make me mash the gas and start smashing
Throw that sh*t out man
Drive over the Bay Bridge and send that sh*t to Honolulu
Uh, yeah
Ayy, yeah, woo-woo-woo-woah
b*tch, (P-P-P-P-lo time to bring the bass back) ayy

[Verse 1]
I don't want the head, I want the bread (God)
Still run this sh*t, if I ain't have no legs (Had no legs)
Riding always, man that sh*t dead
I was drinking on that tequila, now I'm back on Henn (Yeah, I'm back)
Ayy, back on my bull
They be on E, I'm on full (Full)
She wanna f*ck, I'm like cool
Mama ain't raising a fool (No)
Can't trust a ho, that's the rule (No)
I like my b*tches indoors
When they hate, better know that its noted (That's it's noted)
Yelling f*ck em, I just doubled what the quotе is (f*ck 12)
I ain't even want the b*tch, I lеt the bro hit
I just really want the bag, b*tch I'm focused (Yee)
I just pulled up it's like midnight (It's like midnight)
Told a broke b*tch, "Get your sh*t right" (Get your sh*t right)
Know I look good, but I been fine, ayy (Yee)
Know my drink dark, but my b*tch light
[Chorus]
Walked in, go hella dumb with my friends, go hella dumb with my friends (Dumb, hella)
Walked in, go hella dumb with my friends, go hella dumb with my friends (Dumb, hella)
Walked in, go hella dumb with my friends, go hella dumb with my friends (Dumb, hella)
Walked in, go hella dumb with my friends, go hella dumb with my friends (Dumb, hella dumb)

[Verse 2]
Yeah, yeah I'm going dumb, but still intelligent
And I always free the b*tch to get a better b*tch (Oh, wait)
She just wanna give me all to hit a better lick
She ain't talking money, I'ma lie and say I'm celibate (I'ma lie)
Ayy, walked in and now this sh*t getting spooky (Getting spooky)
And I cannot be seen with a goofy (Goof)
Gucci, I'm too G
Mobby, I'm moving
Bank account up, no it never, ever do sleep (No, it can't)
Ayy, know that I can't fall (I can't fall)
Bay boy get a big bank roll (Bank)
Pillow talking, no this sh*t ain't cold
I went up another level, no this sh*t ain't close (It ain't close)
Uh, ain't no competition, they are not a mention
There's a lot of distance, yeah nobody different
They are all the same (Yuh), I could call a lame (Yee)
Always tell me that its time, I bring all the bass (Yee, yee, yee)

[Chorus]
Walked in, go hella dumb with my friends, go hella dumb with my friends (Dumb, hella)
Walked in, go hella dumb with my friends, go hella dumb with my friends (Dumb, hella)
Walked in, go hella dumb with my friends, go hella dumb with my friends (Dumb, hella)
Walked in, go hella dumb with my friends, go hella dumb with my friends (Dumb, hella dumb)
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