Dumb Girls (2011)

Actors

• Camara Davis (writer)
• Camara Davis (producer)
• Camara Davis (writer)
• Camara Davis (editor)
• Ronald McCall (actor)
• Clarence Thomas III (producer)
• Clarence Thomas III (actor)
• Jerry Anderson (actor)
• Samuel Carlos Howard (director)
• Terry Henderson (producer)
• Ron Rico Davis (actor)
• Pt Prime Time (actor)
• Sophia Wallace (actress)
• Comador Kai'Elle Springs (actor)
• Curtiss M. Brown (producer)

Genres

• Drama
• Short

Taglines:

He'll watch. She'll Listen.

See Dick Run (2009)

Actors

• Mike Dennert (miscellaneous crew)
• Kel Mitchell (actor)
• Todd Bridges (actor)
• Al Valentine (actor)
• Phyllis Yvonne Stickney (actress)
• Shelli Boone (actress)
• Chico Benymon (actor)
• Msaada Nia (miscellaneous crew)
• Page Kennedy (actor)
• Becky Wu (actress)
• Christopher Haskell (actor)
• Brooklyn McLinn (actor)
• Marie Lusher (actress)
• Dwayne Alexander Smith (producer)
• Dennis Pietrantonio (actor)

Genres

• Comedy

Shankar Dada MBBS (2004)

Actors

• Venkateswara Rao Paruchuri (writer)
• Devi Sri Prasad (composer)
• Devi Sri Prasad (actor)
• Gopalakrishna Paruchuri (writer)
• Chalapathi Rao (actor)
• Vidhu Vinod Chopra (writer)
• Chiranjeevi (actor)
• Sivaji Raja (actor)
• Paresh Rawal (actor)
• Girish Karnad (actor)
• Srikanth (actor)
• Venu Madhav (actor)
• Narsing Yadav (actor)
• M.S. Narayana (actor)
• Martand K. Venkatesh (editor)

Genres

• Comedy

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Atm - Care Bears On Fire
• Atm - Bromheads Jacket
• Atm - Atherton & Sire
• Atm - Migos
• Atm - Stooges

Always trying to get, get something from me.
Always wanted more than more could ever be.
Do you think I'm here to give you what you want?
Do you think I'm gonna let you take everything I've got?
Not so satisfied with the situation.
Why don't you get in line at a different location.
I don't wanna be your atm!
No, I don't wanna be your atm!
Chasing me around, trying to get what you can.
Screaming out for me, kinda loudly, and
No, I don't want to be your atm.
Just want to be your friend.
Couldn't care less 'till I got something you want.
And you tell me that I owe ya,
Convince me I forgot.
You'll only wanna hang if I get you in for free.
Oh, but being used isn't who I wanna be.
Not so satisfied with the situation.
Why don't you get in line at a different location.
I don't wanna be your atm!
No, I don't wanna be your atm!
Chasing me around, trying to get what you can.
Screaming out for me, kinda loudly, and
No, I don't want to be your atm.
Just want to be your friend.
Ooh, ooh, oooh, oooooh...
Why can't you figure out: what's mine isn't yours.
And I'm tired of you asking for more, more, and more.
Ask me too who/where you wanna be.
And I'll tell you you'll do better without using me.
Not so satisfied with the situation.
Why don't you get in line at a different location.
I don't wanna be your atm!
No, I don't wanna be your atm!
Chasing me around, trying to get what you can.
Screaming out for me, kinda loudly, and
No, I don't want to be your atm.
I don't wanna be your atm!
No, I don't wanna be your atm!
Chasing me around, trying to get what you can.
Screaming out for me, kinda loudly, and
No, I don't want to be your atm.

Cos it's the same old story of Friday night
But we've got nowhere to go
Do we brave it out in town with the rest of the city folk
Pushing at the bar, pushing at the bar
Or do we venture out, to somewhere new to pastures unseen
Somewhere where the city folk, have not yet been
Wait there, I need a cash machine
Cos now the local Options seems to have one and we're all warmed up
It's time for round two, and I know it's not my turn for
The queueing at the bar, queueing at the bar
Cos this girl is on at me about Neil Diamond, how he's fuckin top
Bout how Neil Diamond was a big infleunce on, Richard Ashcroft
But now I'm bored
And it must be my turn at the bar
Cos it's so mysterious how we just seem to queue and queue
Standing in single file like soldiers
Waiting to go into battle
The hole in the wall we have all come to pay homage to
Little green lights on the screen dictate to you just what you will do
Tonight
And if you're gonna have fun, alright
This was only supposed to be
A few drinks at the local but now we've got a lock-in
I find myself getting in a taxi
And we've off for some more of this
Late night of fun
It's kicking out time
And the options are a BP garage or a 24 hour Spar
I've got the munchies
And it's a bad way to be
Especially when
All you've got in your pocket
Is a nugget and 24p
Cos it's so mysterious how we just seem to queue and queue
Standing in single file like soldiers
Waiting to go into battle
The hole in the wall we have all come to pay homage to
Little green lights on the screen dictate to you just what you will do
Tonight
And if you're gonna get drunk, alright?
This whole thing has turned out to be a bad idea
Especially now the screen is telling me the funds are in arrears
I'm sure there was more in there than that.
Account enquiries
Show balance
Print mini-statement
Direct Debit to Orange PLC,
65 quid your overdraft limit that exceeds
Incurs a surchange of 20 English pounds, please.

[Atherton:]
No don't hold on
Let's do this, ATM
Mother was right, dollars burn holes up in my wallet
Burnt residue left from revenue in loose pockets
Foolish products acquired, spending habits so ridiculous
Promiscuous, financial affairs with the frivolous
Sickness it's demonic when the debit card's clutched
Pin pad purchase of the parallel rush
Talk about lust, crushed, lump sums are runnin me
Walk with a crutch that was made from a money tree
Crumblin sheets received after withdrawal
Receipts I don't seek, can't bear to look at it all
I took to the call, the sweet voice of credit unions
University fresh meat, a first year student
So useless, no prudence, I gladly agreed
Love don't cost a thing but happiness doesn't happen for free
Temporary satisfaction got me trapped on the losing end
Me and debt together bouncin checks in perfect unison
[Chorus:]
Yeah, this is crushing funds the fun way
To me ATM's just Another Tough Monday
What'chu want, crushing funds the fun way
To me ATM's just Another Tough Monday
[Atherton:]
Father knows best, yet I'm no longer in the home nest
And though he holds checks, I haven't grown into the process
Money's where my mouth rests, fast food and cigarettes
Got cash due in increments I'm past dudes my little sense/cents
Are rented, friends aid and financial favors
But still can find a minute to pinch pennies out of strangers
Generosity costs me, I accept your thanks holmes
Close relations hold no weight, when you're lookin for bankrolls
Tanks low, it's apparent that my parents are embarassed
Of their heir, or prepared to share shares with their kid
Don't dare, 'til I tell her, when I'm takin it on
Cause I can't help myself like James saving Bond
I'm way beyond in deep, overdraft like Buchowski
Or retire at 25 in subsidized government housing
Slouching into cushion cracks to catch coins in my chest or pube
But dude there's nothing here steer clear find yourself a better dude
[Chorus x2: w/ minor ad libs]
[scratched:]
"Got to do with lots of money and it ain't nuttin nice"
Get your funds up and fall into the system
"Dollars is the mission"
"Got to do with lots of money and it ain't nuttin nice"
Yeah get your funds UP, and fall into that system

(Hook)
Call me ATM
I'm addicted to that money
I'm addicted to getting money
I'm addicted to them hunneds
Call me ATM
I'm addicted to that money
I'm addicted to getting money
I'm addicted to them hunneds
Call me ATM
ATM, ATM
ATM, ATM
(Call me ATM)
ATM, ATM
ATM, ATM
(Call me ATM)
ATM, ATM
ATM, ATM
(Call me ATM)
ATM, ATM
(Call me ATM)
ATM, ATM
(Verse)
What the fuck nigga hustle for?
They ain't really getting bread
Fuck nigga get in line
Put some money on the set
Bottom of my shoelace
Christian Loubuittons
And I'm sure damn live wit it
Bull bullyin guns
Getting money, getting money
Rich street nigga, boy better get money
Loadin up the AK
Sippin on lean while I'm thumbin through hunneds
Livin at the beach house like I wanted
Look at you and look at me
I'm the million dollar kid
And to me yall fuck niggas lookin like you're 100's
A hundred in cash my nigga
200 my dash my nigga
I'm gonna spazz no one though
You can go and ask them niggas nigga
50 thousand
I'm packin up stadiums
They mistake me for ATM
In a bando, livin with a bitch that's Canadian
(Hook)
Call me ATM
I'm addicted to that money
I'm addicted to getting money
I'm addicted to them hunneds
Call me ATM
I'm addicted to that money
I'm addicted to getting money
I'm addicted to them hunneds
Call me ATM
ATM, ATM
ATM, ATM
(Call me ATM)
ATM, ATM
ATM, ATM
(Call me ATM)
ATM, ATM
ATM, ATM
(Call me ATM)
ATM, ATM
(Call me ATM)
ATM, ATM
(Verse)
Brand new Ferrari
It got them frog legs
4-4 Bulldog
I promise my dog bite
I'm made up like crimilite
I OG on trees
I know who they see, I know when they see
The rack hangs on me
Every day different payroll (every day)
Every day of the week with a different hoe (every day I want a different hoe)
Getting paid that cash from zero (I came from zero)
And my bands on full with blue C-notes
Salute all my niggas from Lakewood to the motherfuckin Pinkstokes
Got paper, kinko
Boxes, UPS, truckloads
And FD still watchin, Rolex the watches
Money in the ceiling, money in the couch
Countin up more than I can
(Hook)
Call me ATM
I'm addicted to that money
I'm addicted to getting money
I'm addicted to them hunneds
Call me ATM
I'm addicted to that money
I'm addicted to getting money
I'm addicted to them hunneds
Call me ATM
ATM, ATM
ATM, ATM
(Call me ATM)
ATM, ATM
ATM, ATM
(Call me ATM)
ATM, ATM
ATM, ATM
(Call me ATM)
ATM, ATM
(Call me ATM)
ATM, ATM

Touch my hair and your fucking dead
My bicep is twice the size of your head
I go to the gym 6 days a week
I'm on the juice, I'm at my peak
I go out at night, with the guys
Anyone that fucks with us just dies
Take no shit from anyone
At least one of us always carries a gun
You could see us pumping the 6 by 9's
In a done-up Gemini they always recognize
Chrome hub-caps and a new paintjob
Perfect getaway car when we need to rob
A house or two, just to get by
Drug prices going up, less people getting high
I know the reason cops pick on me
"It's discrimination mate, ------- ethnicity
It's getting, it's getting, it's getting kinda hectic
It's getting, it's getting, it's getting kinda hectic
I have long hair, I tie it back
Wear tracksuit pants and an Everlast hat
I never smile, I always sounds pissed
It's more intimidating when I speak with a lisp
I do anything to raught the system
---- up in prison
But its alright, it's worth it in the end
When I role some dickhead at the ATM
All my ex-girlfriends hate my guts
But I don't give a shit because they're all sluts
My last one wanted to be a surgeon
But get this the bitch wasn't even a virgin
I wear tight tops that make me look bigger
So all the chicks can admire my figure
Ten gold chains and seven phones
With 101 different mobile ring tones
You can see us hanging out in the car-park
Trying to find an old person to role in the dark
Baseball bats and a rifle gun
We take all their money and then fucking run
Before the cops get the call in the middle of the night
We count all the money and everything is alright
We try and swear in any situations
It's all a part of the intimidation
I have long hair, I tie it back
Wear tracksuit pants and an Everlast hat
I never smile, I always sounds pissed
It's more intimidating when I speak with a lisp
I do anything to raught the system
---- up in prison
But its alright, it's worth it in the end
When I role some dickhead at the ATM
Style my sideburns all the way
So they connect with the tips of my goatay
Shave the sides to a number one
Get my tips dyed blonde by the barber's son
He makes some mistakes but I don't mind
He's the cheapest hairstylist that I can find
For ten bucks you can get your way
If it's any more, I refuse to pay
If they argue, I just take out my knife
Steal the money from the till and run for my life
Down the street to the nearest bar
And thinks of ways to spend it all on my car
New lights, new rims so much to choose
Fuck, I hate being so damn confused
It's gotta be something fucking sick
So me and the boys can impress the chicks
I have long hair, I tie it back
Wear tracksuit pants and an Everlast hat
I never smile, I always sounds pissed
It's more intimidating when I speak with a lisp
I do anything to raught the system
---- up in prison
But its alright, it's worth it in the end
When I role some dickhead at the ATM
Haha, oh that GST has fucked us
What's GST?
It's a car you dickhead
Haha
That little Johnny Howard
That little Johnny Howard
If I had a crowbar I'd do it for 50 bucks
30 bucks
20 bucks
I'll do it for 5 cents!
Fuck it, i'll do it for free!
Haha
Haha
Dj king-kong in da house