Some Cut (feat. Cutty)

What it is hoe, ah what's up
 Can a nigga get in them guts
 Cut you up like you ain't been cut
 Show your ass how to really catch a nut
 Well, give me your number and I'll call
 And I'll follow that ass in the mall
 Take you home, let you juggle my balls
 While I'm beatin' and tearin' down your walls
 This your boy Mr. Funkadelic, what's the business baby
 I've been eying 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 vicious
 With your legs to the ceiling, catch a nut something serious
 You delirious, or might I say you taste so delicious
 With your pretty brown skin, like Almond Joys and 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 Legion of Doom
 What it is hoe, ah what's up
 Can a nigga get in them guts
 Cut you up like you ain't been cut
 Show your ass how to really catch a nut
 Well, give me your number and I'll call
 And I'll follow that ass in the mall
 Take you home, let you juggle my balls
 While I'm beatin' and tearin' down your walls
 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 then to the side to the front
 Turn around, you down to ride
 I smack them thighs, anyway that you want me
 So gone see about a pimp and that monkey and that's fo' sho'
 What it is hoe, ah what's up
 Can a nigga get in them guts
 Cut you up like you ain't been cut
 Show your ass how to really catch a nut
 Well, give me your number and I'll call
 And I'll follow that ass in the mall
 Take you home, let you juggle my balls
 While I'm beatin' and tearin' down your walls
 What's the business baby, can I get in them drawers
 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 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
 What it is hoe, ah what's up
 Can a nigga get in them guts
 Cut you up like you ain't been cut
 Show your ass how to really catch a nut
 Well, give me your number and I'll call
 And I'll follow that ass in the mall
 Take you home, let you juggle my balls
 While I'm beatin' and tearin' down your walls