Trillville

Trillville - Some Cut lyrics

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( Feat. Lil' Scrappy ) 

                    [Chorus]



                      What it is hoe, ah what's up (what's up)



                      Can a nigga get in them guts (them guts)



                      Cut you up like you ain't been cut (been cut)



                      Show your ass how to really catch a nut (oh yeah yeah)



                      Well give me you number and I'll call (I'll call)



                      And I'll follow that ass in the mall (in the mall)



                      Take you home, let you juggle my balls (my balls)



                      While I'm beatin and tearin down your walls (oh yeah)

                    [Verse One]



                      This your boy Mr. Funkadelic, what's the business baby



                      I've been eyeing you all day in the mall miss lady



                      You looking good, I think I seen your ass in the hood



                      With your friends dressed up, trying to front if you could



                      But anyway, gone and drop a number or something



                      So I can call you later on,on your phone or something



                      Take you home, and maybe we could bone or something



                      It's no limits to what we do,cause tonight we cutting, gut busting



                      I'm digging in your walls something viscious



                      With your legs to the ceiling, catch a nut someting serious



                      You delirious,or might I say you taste so delicious



                      With your pretty brown skin, like I'm enjoying your kisses



                      And you ah certified head doctor



                      Number one staller that takes dick in the ass and won't holler



                      Bend you over and I"ll follow you straight to the room



                      Where it goes down lovely in the Leagon of Doom

                    [Chorus]

                    [Verse Two]



                      Shit, you know the deal before a nigga even stepped



                      Damn that ass hot, seems like it's gone melt



                      You know I give it to you til you run out of breathe



                      Then bust a nut all over yourself



                      The first time I called, you were juggling on my balls



                      In and out of your jaws, I was beating down your walls



                      Had your ass breaking laws for a player was the cause



                      And every time you seen a G you was slipping off your drawers, I recall



                      I met your ass at the mall, in the fall



                      You the one with the dress on, let me take you home



                      Show your ass how to buss a nut, up in the guts



                      Cut you up like you ain't been cut



                      From the back (back) then to the side (side) to the front



                      Turn around,you got me right



                      I smack them thighs, anyway that you want me



                      So gone see about a pimp and that monkey



                      And that's fo' sho'

                    [Chorus]

                    [Verse Three]



                      What's the buiseness baby, can I get in them drawes



                      I like the way your hands rub against my balls



                      Cause you the one, a nigga met at south dekalb mall



                      With your pretty brown skin, thick thighs and all



                      135 petite, and your smell is unique



                      Maybe we can exchange numbers and hook up in the week



                      Oh, You a freak, I knew it from the first time I saw you



                      The way you played with your tongue, I knew right then I would call you



                      So what it is, they call me Super Don from the ville



                      And I'ma tell you like this, cause a nigga so real, and stay trill



                      Cause all I wanna do is just drill, with that ass in the air, and the pussy I kill



                      And I feel, you love to fuck up on a hill



                      Suck dick from behind, and take nut in your grill



                      So bitch chill, and shut your mouth just for a second



                      While I lay this dick down on you just like I'm Teddy

                    [Chorus]



                    

                
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