Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Some Cut, artist - Trillville. Date of issue: 23.02.2004
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Some Cut |
| This your boy Mr. Funkadelic, what’s the business baby |
| I’ve been eyeing 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 viscious |
| With your legs to the ceiling, catch a nut someting 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 Leagon of Doom |
| 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 (back) then to the side (side) to the front |
| Turn around, you got me right |
| I smack them thighs, anyway that you want me So gone see about a pimp and that monkey |
| And that’s fo’sho' |
| What’s the buiseness baby, can I get in them drawes |
| 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 hook 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 |