Lyrics

Cut it The latest fashion just don't seem to fit Ain't got the body, was born misfit Preoccupation with being oh-so-sharp The frustration when you ain't got the art Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, hey, hey Well, no one's gonna push me around Gonna stand here, I'm gonna stand my ground I'm going to cut it, cut it Whoa-whoa, whoa-whoa-whoa, cut it Whoa-whoa, whoa-whoa-whoa, cut it You don't need money in a big fat wallet You don't need status, so get, get off it Well, they don't like it when I'm push and pulling They give me a brush-off What do they think they're doing? Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, hey, hey Well, no one's gonna push me around Gonna stand here, I'm gonna stand my ground I'm going to cut it, cut it Whoa-whoa, whoa-whoa-whoa, cut it Whoa-whoa, whoa-whoa-whoa, cut it, cut it Cut it Cut it Cut it What you gonna do? Cut it What you gonna do? Cut it What you gonna do? Cut it What you gonna do? Cut it