(feat. Bosko, Cutty, Debra Killings)




[Big Boi]

Uhh, I keep it playa while some choose to play it safe

Boy check the rsume, it's risky business in the A (A)

And I've been witness to this history, ever since the 10th grade

We went from rockin braids to temp fades

I twist my A hat to the side just for style

Or throw on the Gucci bucket with the flowers super fly

Wow, the Southern pride been known to shut it down

It ain't so country though nigga, this ain't no Gomer Pyle

I'm Sergeant Slaughter, I keep my shit cooked to order in order

to satisfy my people in Georgia and cross the water

And, across the border the esse's are gettin smarter

They got flour for tortillas and lettuce for enchiladas

If you follow, wink wink, No Doubt we +Don't Speak+

In a blink them folks can have you sleepin in the clink

I'm shittin on niggaz and peein on the seat

It's the nigga, the B-I-G B-O-I, O-U-T



[Chorus: Big Boi + (Cutty)]

Now party people in the club it's time to cut a rug

And throw the deuce up in the sky just for the shutterbuggs

I'm double fisted and you empty you can grab a cup

Boy stop, I'm just playin, let me dap you up

(Baby baby - baby baby)

(You're in my system - you're in my system)

(Baby baby - baby baby)

(Tell me you're listenin - tell me you're listenin)



[Big Boi]

Boy, it's after 12, club like a hive B

A beehive cause now everybody buzzin around me

Could it be the way that the verse is sounding?

Came up on the Geto Boys and the Underground Kingz

Toys, I had a Brougham, called it Pretty Brown Thing

Paint look like root beer when the sun was shining

Known to keep a bad bitch, no niggaz beside me

Index finger on the trigger case niggaz is clowning

Not to flex but to +Protect My Neck+ like the Wu-Tang

Self-preservation is the rule when you do aim

Or get in somethin more sinister, you gotta be the finisher

Make it so the doctors they can't replenish him

Or bring him back to life..

.. back to reality

Gon' get him some hoes, leave it alone

Triple O.G. status, A-Town's very own



[Chorus]



[Cutty + (Debra Killings)]

Now this goes out to all my playas in the back sippin 'gnac

Bendin round corners in the 'llac

Cut a rug, playa now cut a rug

Throw yo' deuces in the sky for the shutterbuggs

(And this goes out to all my ladies in the front) What you want?

You make me wanna breed, girl freeze

Cut a rug (lady now) cut a rug

(And throw yo' deuces in the sky for the shutterbuggs)



[Chorus]



[Outro: Bosko + (Cutty)]

Tell me you're listenin cause you're all up in my system

I can feel ya from my head to my toes, to my toes

(You're in my system, my system)

Lucious Left Foot got his best foot forward, darling

Lord have mercy how them flows stay so cold, froze

(Tell me you're listenin, listenin)

... Cut a rug, cut a rug

(You're in my system, my system) Shutterbugg

... Cut a rug, cut a rug

(Tell me you're listenin)