Gucci Mane, T.I., Lil Wayne, O.T. Genasis - Cut It lyrics
Gucci Mane [Radric Delantic Davis] Bessemer, Alabama, U.S. 🇺🇸
Lil Wayne [Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.] New Orleans, Louisiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Gucci Mane, T.I., Lil Wayne, O.T. Genasis - Cut It lyrics]
Cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it
Cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it
Them bricks is way too hot
You need to cut it
Your price is way too high
You need to cut it
Cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it
Cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it
Them bricks is way too hot
You need to cut it
Your price is way too high
You need to cut it
Run up them bands on the regular
Hittin' my plug on the celly, yeah
Tell my ex bitch that I'm sorry
Imma skate off in the 'Rari
Keep 36 by my side imma go bake me a pie
Keep 45 on my side
Fuck with my niggas, you die
All of my niggas say blood
All of my niggas say cuz
OT, I found me a plug
I got it straight out the mud
Keep it a hundred, no bullsh
I fell in love with the drugs
Bustin' it down in the tub
Pay me my money in dubs
Water whippin', lookin' like I'm fishin'
Baseball in kitchen, with my arm I'm pitchin'
Rolie on, it's glistenin', and my darling
Kissin'
Niggas steady trippin' so I'm steady grippin'
Dirty money on me, got a scale up on me
I don't fuck with phony, 'bout to sell a pony
All thеse niggas on me
All thesе bitches on me
Say my price is good, motherfucker, show me
Cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it
Cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it
Them bricks is way too hot
You need to cut it
Your price is way too high
You need to cut it
Cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it
Cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it
Them bricks is way too hot
You need to cut it
Your price is way too high
You need to cut it
Went and bought a 911 with my trap money
A million up but still ain't
Never touch my rap money
I'm out in LA fuckin' with that boy OT
Flew to LA, got a plug on that OG
You know I've been gettin' money
If you know me when I first met my plug
I told him I piss a hundred Gs
I ain't comin' to get it unless
You got a hundred piece
I don't want it, fuck it, your price
You need to cut it
Your ice, you need to tuck
It, she fuck with me, she lucky
A half a million
All 20s in that Gucci luggage
Let's skip the small talk
It's time to talk numbers
Young nigga playin' with commas
Might go get a Lamb for the summer
I've been outchea in these streets
All my life hustlin'
My nigga beefin' then I'm beefin'
Wrong or right I'm bustin'
My traphouse, I love it
Put some Forgis on my old school
And I had to gut it
But should I put a roof in?
Cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it
Cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it
Them bricks is way too hot
You need to cut it
Your price is way too high
You need to cut it
Cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it
Cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it
Them bricks is way too hot
You need to cut it
Your price is way too high
You need to cut it
Cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it
Them bricks is way too hot
You need to cut it
Your price is way too high
You need to cut it
Cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it
Cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it
Them bricks is way too hot
You need to cut it
Your price is way too high
You need to cut it
Run up them bands on the regular
Hittin' my plug on the celly, yeah
Tell my ex bitch that I'm sorry
Imma skate off in the 'Rari
Keep 36 by my side imma go bake me a pie
Keep 45 on my side
Fuck with my niggas, you die
All of my niggas say blood
All of my niggas say cuz
OT, I found me a plug
I got it straight out the mud
Keep it a hundred, no bullsh
I fell in love with the drugs
Bustin' it down in the tub
Pay me my money in dubs
Water whippin', lookin' like I'm fishin'
Baseball in kitchen, with my arm I'm pitchin'
Rolie on, it's glistenin', and my darling
Kissin'
Niggas steady trippin' so I'm steady grippin'
Dirty money on me, got a scale up on me
I don't fuck with phony, 'bout to sell a pony
All thеse niggas on me
All thesе bitches on me
Say my price is good, motherfucker, show me
Cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it
Cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it
Them bricks is way too hot
You need to cut it
Your price is way too high
You need to cut it
Cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it
Cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it
Them bricks is way too hot
You need to cut it
Your price is way too high
You need to cut it
Went and bought a 911 with my trap money
A million up but still ain't
Never touch my rap money
I'm out in LA fuckin' with that boy OT
Flew to LA, got a plug on that OG
You know I've been gettin' money
If you know me when I first met my plug
I told him I piss a hundred Gs
I ain't comin' to get it unless
You got a hundred piece
I don't want it, fuck it, your price
You need to cut it
Your ice, you need to tuck
It, she fuck with me, she lucky
A half a million
All 20s in that Gucci luggage
Let's skip the small talk
It's time to talk numbers
Young nigga playin' with commas
Might go get a Lamb for the summer
I've been outchea in these streets
All my life hustlin'
My nigga beefin' then I'm beefin'
Wrong or right I'm bustin'
My traphouse, I love it
Put some Forgis on my old school
And I had to gut it
But should I put a roof in?
Cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it
Cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it
Them bricks is way too hot
You need to cut it
Your price is way too high
You need to cut it
Cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it
Cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it
Them bricks is way too hot
You need to cut it
Your price is way too high
You need to cut it