Gucci Mane - Cutters Lyrics
Y’all niggasIt’s some peep squeeze P weezeLittle league JaviWe ball, B ballYour small ball T ballPissy yelling jewelry p**sy don’t piss me offSeveral nigga head on I’ll cover nigga head onI’m rolled on like a dictionary when I change shirt offDown with the 18 mister teen murd offI’m the owner and stop playing nigga don’t make me pull the hole outI’m the MVP in ..they told em, brain em more outWe’re chapy you should picking ring and this five here won’t go outFrom my shot gun all you hooze bing,You think I’m doing it to get outRound with my little bad ***** and my Bentley with my dick outOut RP the bad but try Gucci, I’ll put the stick outHook:Got your AK that’s a hundred shots, cutters cuttersSee me wrong drums thye shoot hundred buns, cutters cuttersMy A ..and got mucking knocks, cutters cuttersI’ll play 4-5 been her burkin clitch, cutters cuttersMake this smack man they could flip a truck, cutters cuttersIf I touch those paintings then they blow you up, cutters cuttersWe wanna be ogers when what’s growing up, cutters cuttersNow that OG’s aint’ even chopper us, cutters cutters[Plies:]I’m *****ing RnB hoes nigga the rest of these yearAnd I ain’t wrong none of them hoe ‘cause they ain’t nothing on hereIt ain’t a nigga out of shutter, nigga that I ain’t hereIt aint a nigga got to live and say took my shit.I’m tired of the motherf*cking .. why ..the wars?‘cause I ain’t trying to be around that Minnie ***** that onePlus they searching at the dough which means that I ain’t goneIf I can get it with the blocka homie then I ain’t SeanWho I’ll beat me and he told me that he need me on the songI told if he putting the f*ck nigga on it don’t send me the songEverybody play real until the weapons are drawnAnd when them cutters come out that when the ***** go to SeanHook:Got your AK that’s a hundred shots, cutters cuttersSee me wrong drums thye shoot hundred buns, cutters cuttersMy A ..and got mucking knocks, cutters cuttersI’ll play 4-5 been her burkin clitch, cutters cuttersMake this smack man they could flip a truck, cutters cuttersIf I touch those paintings then they blow you up, cutters cuttersWe wanna be ogers when what’s growing up, cutters cuttersNow that OG’s aint’ even chopper us, cutters cutters
