Cut 2 Nite

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[Intro] All night, we gon' cut tonight We gon' cut tonight, we gon' cut tonight, we gon' [?] Go head, [?] All night, we gon' cut tonight We gon' cut tonight, we gon' cut tonight, we gon' [?] [Chorus] One's for the money, two's for the show Three's for my dudes, four's for the (oh!) Ladies suck ya teeth and roll ya eyes Keep ya man in check, ma, control them guys One's for the money, two's for the show Three's for my dudes, four's for the (oh!) My dudes play the wall and grab ya dick And if she gets outta line the, smack that biatch [Verse 1] Now if he call you a 5, it ain't to say hi It's to get you on ya back with ya legs high He call you a ten like it's nothin' real major He a smart dude, he settin' it up for later If he spends time, y'all all over town hangin' The more shit he buy you, the bigger the down payment And if you get the house number on the spot Then you finer than every girl he already got Don't fall for the line, get grown in ya head It's a lie if he hit you wit "my phone was dead" Or the old "I was sleep", them lines is so [?] Y'all always fall for the "I ain't have no signal" If he don't answer when you block ya number He probably got a wife and he blocks you from her Condoms irritate him, and he wanna try raw Chances are he's used that line before If he breaks up with you like, right before Christmas Then you not his main girl or you wasn't on the gift list Couple of rules, just a couple of jewels If he got a baby mama, don't ever make him choose (you'll lose) On the weekends, you hardly with him All you really wanna do is go and party with him But it's different reasons why we go to the club Y'all tryna dance, we tryna fuck [Chorus] One's for the money, two's for the show Three's for my dudes, four's for the (oh!) Ladies suck ya teeth and roll ya eyes Keep ya man in check, ma, control them guys One's for the money, two's for the show Three's for my dudes, four's for the (oh!) My dudes play the wall and grab ya dick And if she gets outta line the, smack that biatch [Verse 2] Now if she call you all day, always leavin' a message Then you pipe her better than whoever she mess with If she's tight with e'rybody you know Then she's prolly a hoe and e'rybody know Up and coming model, and she goin' so hard It's just a nice way of sayin' she got no job If every time you call she turn off the ringer Then you probably turned her off and she rather use her finger She makin' excuses lately, nigga No kids, but she gotta find a babysitter These are lines made up from girly She don't really wanna see you if she say she gotta wake up early (Nah) Don't fall for the BS she try to feed ya Cause she'll try to beat ya, she'll try to G ya Have you heated, come back scorchin' But you know a girl period don't come that often Get back in the game If she give you head, she expects that in exchange And if she got a seed, nah, don't even bother 'Cause if y'all ever beef, she'll threaten you with the father And shes a good trick, she won't let you hit She knows pussy's power, wanna see what she can get And if you think that nuttin' I'm sayin is right Then at least know to never make a hoe a housewife, nah [Chorus] One's for the money, two's for the show Three's for my dudes, four's for the (oh!) Ladies suck ya teeth and roll ya eyes Keep ya man in check, ma, control them guys One's for the money, two's for the show Three's for my dudes, four's for the (oh!) My dudes play the wall and grab ya dick And if she gets outta line the, smack that biatch One's for the money, two's for the show Three's for my dudes, four's for the (oh!) Ladies suck ya teeth and roll ya eyes Keep ya man in check, ma, control them guys One's for the money, two's for the show Three's for my dudes, four's for the (oh!) My dudes play the wall and grab ya dick And if she gets outta line the, smack that biatch