k camp, yg & juicy - cut her off lyrics
it ain’t nothin’ to cut that b-tch off
(b-tch you know me, it’s daddy)
it ain’t nothin’ to cut that b-tch off
(i brought you in this world, and b-tch i’ll take you out, it’s nothin’)
so what you sayin’, ho? you know i’m the man, ho
nothin’, but a bird, i’ma leave you where you stand, ho
heard you got a man ho, hope he understand though
you ain’t nothin’ but a creeper baby, i’m just sayin’, though
sayin’ though, aye, it ain’t nothin’ to cut that b-tch off
(i cut a b-tch off) it ain’t nothin’ to cut that b-tch off
i had a super bad chick, she kept runnin’ her mouth
kept talkin’ all b-tch, so i cut that b-tch off
fire, ho, these hoes know i’m the man when i walk through
alex just paid me 80 grand for a walkthrough
30 chains on, boosie keep these hoes lookin’
i could have the whole strip club, so i don’t need your p-ssy
my exes talkin’ ’bout when i was young and moved that dope
they ain’t got me no more, you a woulda coulda shoulda -ss ho
i’m so hot, so hot, you know, since i’ve been home they call me hot sauce
straight goon, it ain’t nothin’ to get you knocked off
foreign with the top off, runnin’ since i got out
i can’t get that fire head, i’ma cut your -ss off
period, you say i ain’t the man then you’re delirious
“boosie you just gon’ cut me off?” i told you i was serious
told you take the shot, girl, so you can’t have no period
but you ain’t listen, it’s consequences – bye, ho!
it ain’t nothin’ to cut that b-tch off
it ain’t nothin’ to cut that b-tch off
so what you sayin’, ho? you know i’m the man, ho
so what you sayin’, ho? you know i’m the man, ho
b-tch i’m from west side, tree top bompton
you ain’t sh-t, actin’ like you faithful but you’re everybody’s b-tch
everybody done hit, everybody did somethin’
your -ss b-tt naked, that’s why i cut you off
i know the situation, i don’t need no explanations
lyin’ to me like i was slow, b-tch this ain’t the matrix
i got the naked pictures, yeah the ones you sent to everybody
you was hoin’ so much, a n-gg- couldn’t care about you
you thought i was playin’ when i cut that b-tch off
i’m just tryna get inside that hole like you’re golf
oh that girl too nasty, she gon’ suck it ’til it’s soft
runnin’ ’round with b-lls, woulda thought this was lacrosse
you can’t tell me ain’t the hottest in your city, that i know
i see these n-gg-s hatin’ but they love it on the low
every city that i hit, them b-tches, they’re in the front row
i asked myself “why he mad”, but i found out that’s his ho, that i know
real playas represent
yeah mane, you know, it’s like that sometimes
look
it’s over, yeah it’s nothin’ to me
i f-cked with you, and you f-cked it all
so it’s over, b-tch
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