Nelly
Nelly - Cut It Out songtekst
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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 Store Alot, Bought Me A Bank Witch 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 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 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 28 Inches Sittin Tall, It's Ridiculous With A Slow Yellow Bitch Cuz That's The Type I Kick It With Wide 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 Cuz I'm Tryin To Blood Talk I Be Where They Work At, Where Niggas Get Merked At Her Wish Bread Cant You Tell Im Hood Rich You Aint From My Hood Bitch Sont You See The Leather Seats The Way We Grate The Wood Pimp Goin Hard On It, While I Signed On It Dope Outa Hood, But This Is All Grind Money Poppin Fans On It, Throwin Grands On It Nelly Grabbed The Wheel And Made The Chevy Dance On It I'm A Block Star, Aint A Phony Nigga (Aw, Never!) A Phone Call A Had Em Youngstas On On Ya Nigga So Dont Start No Shit, Wont Be No Shit