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Tytuł: Cut 4 U

  • Wykonawca: Lil' Flip
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[Lil' Flip talking]
  Lil' Flip,this for the ladies though
  yeah this for the ladies
  
  [Chorus: Lil' Flip]
  I Cut 4 you but girl I got things to do
  I bet you wonderin' what I'm doin
  when I ain't wit' you I got money
  to make I got places to go so you
  ain't gotta worry if I'm out chasin hoes
  
  [Verse One: Lil' Flip]
  I tell you wear a nigga's boxers and ya hottie top
  would you like me if i didnt have a Jag
  off the lot and when I hit the mall and shop
  I'm buyin all the socks and if I got into some
  trouble would you call the cops? I needa ride-or-die chick
  like the LOS that know how to drive a stick
  in a yellow vette' I needa gal that know how ta pull
  silly stunts I needa gal that know how to roll philly blunts
  and if I wanna drank she gon' hold my ace
  and if I ever get locked up she gon' promote my tapes
  she under stand when a nigga say I gotta show
  and when I gotta show that means that I gotta go
  I'm tellin you all this right know cuz' I gotta know
  are you down wit' me becuz I gotta lotta dough
  and all of my jewlery gotta lotta snow
  [girl:] what you need Flip
  [Flip:] girl notta hoe
  
  [Chorus repeat 2X]
  
  [Verse Two: Lil' Flip]
  I only like fine woman like Destiny's child and if
  I say I'm Lil' Flip I bet she'll smile I dont
  belivin buyin dranks but I can show U, a mic
  you dont believe my teeth cost then I can show ya
  a price I paid 20 on my piece I paid 50 on my teeth and
  U dont wanna know how much I paid for my bentley
  but it dont matter girl I got mo' money than Bill Gates
  and I'ma stay paid as long as my record's
  still playin but niggas still hatin cuz they gotta broad
  wit no Job, or they gotta chicken head wit no Job and no car
  [Lil' Flip talking on the phone]
  girl be quiet
  [boy]
  Lil' Flip we gotta show
  you can go out wit' ya friends I'ma do my own thing
  
  [Chorus 2x]
  
  [Verse Three: Lil' Flip]
  and I dont give my dough and I got lick e'm low and
  if yo' friends dont like me fa'get dem hoes
  I got you drivin navigators and drivin sports cars
  I got you steppin out the house in guzzi sports bra's
  I got you doin alotta stuff that you never use to do
  I got you wearin baggets the size of a rubies Q
  I got you takin vacation while I'm playin playstation
  [girl talking]
  he went off wit' anotha girl
  
  [Flip]
  baby they jus hatin keep waitin pretty soon
  we gon' spend some time and if I wanna stay paid
  I have to spitt' rhymes so if you done wit me baby then
  it aint no problem and we can ride side by side
  like bat man and robin
  
  [Chorus till end]