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Make every word count. This has long been the mantra of Hoodie Allen, the New York based rapper and songwriter. With a penchant for candid storytelling and witty punchlines, Hoodie has always been an emcee who understood the importance of connecting with the audience through his lyrics. A purveyor of summertime anthems, Hoodie Allen has gained notable buzz on the internet for his unique genre-blending style, unafraid to sample from unconventional sources.
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HOODIE ALLEN – DUMB FOR YOU
CAPO 4
C – Bm – Em - Em 2x
- Verse 1 -
C Bm Em
I am just a man on my own
C Bm Em
Tryin' find a place I belong
C Bm
I don't want your money
Em
I don't need no fancy clothes
C Bm Em
I'd rather be with you when I am broke
C Bm Em
Cause you use me just a little bit
C Bm Em
You try to confuse me when we're intimate
C Bm Em
You'd rather accuse me but I'm innocent
C Bm Em
I'm not gonna lose sleep over sentiment
- Chorus -
C Bm Em
I feel dumb, dumb, dumb for loving you
C Bm Em
I feel dumb, dumb, dumb for trusting you
C Bm Em
I feel dumb, dumb, dumb when I'm done with you
C Bm Em
Cause ain't no one, one, one that can fuck with you
- Verse 2 -
C Bm Em
They callin' me the people's champ
C Bm Em
But everything you do is a sham
C Bm Em
I'd rather just hang with my friends
C
Sometimes I think that things will change
Em
And then I land in your bed
C Bm
And it don't feel like it's the first time
Em
You're everything I want and you're not mine
C Bm
You keep saying I can live without them
Em
I say put your money where your mouth is
C Bm
Come back to me when it feels right
Em
Kiss me so hard you make me fight
C Bm Em
One more time, just one more time, just one more time
- Chorus -
C Bm Em
I feel dumb, dumb, dumb for loving you
C Bm Em
I feel dumb, dumb, dumb for trusting you
C Bm Em
I feel dumb, dumb, dumb when I'm done with you
C Bm Em
Cause ain't no one, one, one that can fuck with you
- Verse 3 -
C
Real talk, I'm the white boy to you Wes Snipes
Em
I'm East Coast but it's all love on the Westside
C
Your girlfriend is a close friend of my bedside
Em
She want Ds, and I ain't talking the breast size
C
Everybody in the club getting reckless
Em
You go home at midnight, we stay up till breakfast
C
I cash checks and you cancel them
Em
You make calls but there ain't nobody answering
C
I want a smart girl who gives brains like it's charity
Em
Every night a Friday night, me and Lyla Garrity
C
On another level, ain't nobody that compare to me
G#m
These bitches going dumb, trying to marry me
- Chorus - 2x
C Bm Em
I feel dumb, dumb, dumb for loving you
C Bm Em
I feel dumb, dumb, dumb for trusting you
C Bm Em
I feel dumb, dumb, dumb when I'm done with you
C Bm Em
Cause ain't no one, one, one that can fuck with you
CAPO 4
C – Bm – Em - Em 2x
- Verse 1 -
C Bm Em
I am just a man on my own
C Bm Em
Tryin' find a place I belong
C Bm
I don't want your money
Em
I don't need no fancy clothes
C Bm Em
I'd rather be with you when I am broke
C Bm Em
Cause you use me just a little bit
C Bm Em
You try to confuse me when we're intimate
C Bm Em
You'd rather accuse me but I'm innocent
C Bm Em
I'm not gonna lose sleep over sentiment
- Chorus -
C Bm Em
I feel dumb, dumb, dumb for loving you
C Bm Em
I feel dumb, dumb, dumb for trusting you
C Bm Em
I feel dumb, dumb, dumb when I'm done with you
C Bm Em
Cause ain't no one, one, one that can fuck with you
- Verse 2 -
C Bm Em
They callin' me the people's champ
C Bm Em
But everything you do is a sham
C Bm Em
I'd rather just hang with my friends
C
Sometimes I think that things will change
Em
And then I land in your bed
C Bm
And it don't feel like it's the first time
Em
You're everything I want and you're not mine
C Bm
You keep saying I can live without them
Em
I say put your money where your mouth is
C Bm
Come back to me when it feels right
Em
Kiss me so hard you make me fight
C Bm Em
One more time, just one more time, just one more time
- Chorus -
C Bm Em
I feel dumb, dumb, dumb for loving you
C Bm Em
I feel dumb, dumb, dumb for trusting you
C Bm Em
I feel dumb, dumb, dumb when I'm done with you
C Bm Em
Cause ain't no one, one, one that can fuck with you
- Verse 3 -
C
Real talk, I'm the white boy to you Wes Snipes
Em
I'm East Coast but it's all love on the Westside
C
Your girlfriend is a close friend of my bedside
Em
She want Ds, and I ain't talking the breast size
C
Everybody in the club getting reckless
Em
You go home at midnight, we stay up till breakfast
C
I cash checks and you cancel them
Em
You make calls but there ain't nobody answering
C
I want a smart girl who gives brains like it's charity
Em
Every night a Friday night, me and Lyla Garrity
C
On another level, ain't nobody that compare to me
G#m
These bitches going dumb, trying to marry me
- Chorus - 2x
C Bm Em
I feel dumb, dumb, dumb for loving you
C Bm Em
I feel dumb, dumb, dumb for trusting you
C Bm Em
I feel dumb, dumb, dumb when I'm done with you
C Bm Em
Cause ain't no one, one, one that can fuck with you
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