Cut Up Den
(Ooh, Ralph Norman)
Girl, put on yo' motherfuckin' boots, we tippin' out tonight, bitch
Oh my God, you know my nigga gon' be trippin'
Girl, what the fuck, fuck that nigga
Oh my God, then I gotta go to work in the mornin'
Bitch, you work, fuck that damn job, you work all motherfuckin' week, when was the last time you went out with me huh, huh?
Okay, okay
Right, so, how 'bout this? You gon' get in there, get that dress that make yo' ass look fat, okay?
Okay
I'll be there in fifteen, fuck
Take that ass on a trip around the pole
Can you bounce it, drop it, pop it, girl? Gon' and let 'em know
That you and all of yo' friends came in here to put on a show
I see you cuttin' up a lil', now cut up a lil' mo'
Now shake it, wow, now that's a ass right there
Everybody in the room gotta stare
Ass clappin' like a preacher after prayer
Yeah, yo' nigga at the house, but you know you don't really care
Okay, she shakin' ass just like she a stripper
The way she movin', somebody oughta tip her
Dude done got behind her, ass too fat, he can't grip her
She sloppy drunk, now tell her friends to come get her
She actin' crazy throwin' bottles back, 'cause she ain't no quitter
She came to cut up for herself and all the folks that came wit' her, now that's a bad bitch
Room full of baddies, know all of them
Can't fuck with broke niggas, can't fall for them
This pussy so wet, we all can swim
And I'm ballin' on these niggas, I'm off the rim
This ass so fat, it's crazy though
I can pop it like a skillet full of bacon, ho
Am I kinky? Hmm, yeah, maybe so
These niggas want the cheeks, gotta pay for those
Take that ass on a trip around the pole
Can you bounce it, drop it, pop it, girl? Gon' and let 'em know
That you and all of yo' friends came in here to put on a show
I see you cuttin' up a lil', now cut up a lil' mo'
Now shake it, wow, now that's a ass right there
Everybody in the room gotta stare
Ass clappin' like a preacher after prayer
Yeah, yo' nigga at the house, but you know you don't really care
Hmm, I need to see some money before I dance
Two niggas splurgin' on me, I call it battle of the bands
And nigga please don't grab my ass, if yee'n got nothin' in ya hand
I mean you cute, but I'm cute too, so nigga what is you sayin'?
If you gon' fuck with me, then you gon' put in some work
And that don't mean I'm a gold digger, I just know what I'm worth
Ass too fat, can't catch this, she shakin' ass like she from Texas
Shout out to them NOLA girls, them NOLA girls be comin' wreckless
From Chicago, to Charlotte, Detroit, and Memphis, all the way down to Tampa
LA to New York, the DMV, and them pretty bitches in Atlanta, tell 'em
Take that ass on a trip around the pole
Can you bounce it, drop it, pop it, girl? Gon' and let 'em know
That you and all of yo' friends came in here to put on a show
I see you cuttin' up a lil', now cut up a lil' mo'
Now shake it, wow, now that's a ass right there
Everybody in the room gotta stare
Ass clappin' like a preacher after prayer
Yeah, yo' nigga at the house, but you know you don't really care
Dah-dah-dah (Yeah)
Dah-dah-dah (Yeah)
Now shake that ass, shake that ass
Dah-dah-dah (Yeah)
Fuck them hoes, bitch
Fuck them hoes, bitch
Fuck that, bitch, we do the most, bitch, period
(I like this one, Will)
(Ooh, Ralph Norman)
Girl, put on yo' motherfuckin' boots, we tippin' out tonight, bitch
Oh my God, you know my nigga gon' be trippin'
Girl, what the fuck, fuck that nigga
Oh my God, then I gotta go to work in the mornin'
Bitch, you work, fuck that damn job, you work all motherfuckin' week, when was the last time you went out with me huh, huh?
Okay, okay
Right, so, how 'bout this? You gon' get in there, get that dress that make yo' ass look fat, okay?
Okay
I'll be there in fifteen, fuck
Take that ass on a trip around the pole
Can you bounce it, drop it, pop it, girl? Gon' and let 'em know
That you and all of yo' friends came in here to put on a show
I see you cuttin' up a lil', now cut up a lil' mo'
Now shake it, wow, now that's a ass right there
Everybody in the room gotta stare
Ass clappin' like a preacher after prayer
Yeah, yo' nigga at the house, but you know you don't really care
Okay, she shakin' ass just like she a stripper
The way she movin', somebody oughta tip her
Dude done got behind her, ass too fat, he can't grip her
She sloppy drunk, now tell her friends to come get her
She actin' crazy throwin' bottles back, 'cause she ain't no quitter
She came to cut up for herself and all the folks that came wit' her, now that's a bad bitch
Room full of baddies, know all of them
Can't fuck with broke niggas, can't fall for them
This pussy so wet, we all can swim
And I'm ballin' on these niggas, I'm off the rim
This ass so fat, it's crazy though
I can pop it like a skillet full of bacon, ho
Am I kinky? Hmm, yeah, maybe so
These niggas want the cheeks, gotta pay for those
Take that ass on a trip around the pole
Can you bounce it, drop it, pop it, girl? Gon' and let 'em know
That you and all of yo' friends came in here to put on a show
I see you cuttin' up a lil', now cut up a lil' mo'
Now shake it, wow, now that's a ass right there
Everybody in the room gotta stare
Ass clappin' like a preacher after prayer
Yeah, yo' nigga at the house, but you know you don't really care
Hmm, I need to see some money before I dance
Two niggas splurgin' on me, I call it battle of the bands
And nigga please don't grab my ass, if yee'n got nothin' in ya hand
I mean you cute, but I'm cute too, so nigga what is you sayin'?
If you gon' fuck with me, then you gon' put in some work
And that don't mean I'm a gold digger, I just know what I'm worth
Ass too fat, can't catch this, she shakin' ass like she from Texas
Shout out to them NOLA girls, them NOLA girls be comin' wreckless
From Chicago, to Charlotte, Detroit, and Memphis, all the way down to Tampa
LA to New York, the DMV, and them pretty bitches in Atlanta, tell 'em
Take that ass on a trip around the pole
Can you bounce it, drop it, pop it, girl? Gon' and let 'em know
That you and all of yo' friends came in here to put on a show
I see you cuttin' up a lil', now cut up a lil' mo'
Now shake it, wow, now that's a ass right there
Everybody in the room gotta stare
Ass clappin' like a preacher after prayer
Yeah, yo' nigga at the house, but you know you don't really care
Dah-dah-dah (Yeah)
Dah-dah-dah (Yeah)
Now shake that ass, shake that ass
Dah-dah-dah (Yeah)
Fuck them hoes, bitch
Fuck them hoes, bitch
Fuck that, bitch, we do the most, bitch, period
(I like this one, Will)
(Ooh, Ralph Norman)
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