Cut It Out Lyrics

Cut It Out lyrics

P.I. Yeah, aye, wussup cuz, it's going down

east side yeah, your boy sean
p, nelly, pimp C, aye



my paint too wet bitch, never pay my set
bitch

blue and red make green, just cash the check bitch

went to
the car lot, bought me a Vanquish

never trick my money in the club with a
skank bitch

big shrimp on my plate, look like dolphins [dolphins]

pushin cookies in the soft ones

i can do better, by myself, not bad

girl ate the whole thing if she call me Chad

the reppas aint settin up
there, they mad

rappin like us gotta hit, but you a fag

i'm a young
country nigga, uncut like snow

make them young bloodz get down on the
flo'

make them young niggas put candy on the let[?]

you got clouds
in them diamonds, take that monkey shit back

cuz, smokin high, throwin
up, keep that lean off in my cut

smokin high, throwin up, keep that heat
off in our truck



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When i hit the parkin lot and the
5th wheel drop

you know damn well, you dont wanna see me, all eyes on
me

when i'm fresh from the jeweler and it's sunny outside

you know
damn well, you dont wanna see me, all eyes on me

when i'm freezed up,
j'd[?] up, e'z in my k'z[???]

you know damn well, you dont wanna see me
all eyes on me

from all the niggas thats trill to them niggas unreal

you know damn well you dont wanna see me, uh-uh

so quit it man, lil
boy, cut it out, look here

quit it man, lil boy, cut it out, look
here

quit it man, lil boy cut it out, go head

no watch my fingers,
lil boy, cut it out, hold up!



i aint choose yo chick, yo chick
chose me

i aint gotta pick one, imma take alla these

for every
hundred you got, imma peel off three

hey, dont worry bout it lil boy, the
bill on me

eight years now, you can call me a vet

that money you
got, call that a forth of my neck

we dont call paint shiny, we call paint
wet

a duro strawberry colored coup, call that a mint

got a few rides
already, got a few more to cop

got a blue one thats hard, got a black one
that drop

got a buick thats green, the same color my snot

lil
daddy, you aint the shit, you might as well get off the pot

that's some
new st. louis shit, yeah thats funny

but imma stick with the old, the new
dont make enough money

do when im old, wipe me down

when they dirty,
wipe them down

you think i showed my ass before

sit front row and
watch me now!

cuz my grandmama hate it but my lil mama love [x2]



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28 inches sittin tall, it's ridiculous

with a slow yellow bitch 

cuz that's the type i kick it with

rydin with a stupid pack and a couple stupid cats

they call us the goon
squad

so you know we stupid strapped

shuttin down the parkin lot

we're doin the moonwalk

i aint stuntin' now hoe cuz i'm tryin to blood
talk

i be where they work at, where niggas get merked at

her wish
bread[?] where they mount it up and drop the purp at

cant you tell im
hood rich

you aint from my hood bitch

dont you see the leather
seats

the way we grip the wood pimp

goin hard on it, while i signed
on it

supose to buy the hood, this is all grind money

poppin tangs
on it, throwin grands on it

nelly grabbed the wheel and made the chevy
dance on

i'm a block star, aint a phony nigga [naw, never!]

a phone
call a had em youngstas on on ya nigga

so dont start no shit, wont be no
shit[x2]



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