What it is hoe, ah what's up (what's up) Can a nigga get in them guts (them guts) Cut you up like you ain't been cut (been cut) Show your ass how to really catch a nut (oh yeah yeah) Well give me you number and I'll call (I'll call) And I'll follow that ass in the mall (in the mall) Take you home, let you juggle my balls (my balls) While I'm beatin and tearin down your walls (oh yeah)
[Verse One] This your boy Mr. Funkadelic, what's the business baby I've been eyeing you all day in the mall miss lady You looking good, I think I seen your ass in the hood With your friends dressed up, trying to front if you could But anyway, gone and drop a number or something So I can call you later on,on your phone or something Take you home, and maybe we could bone or something It's no limits to what we do,cause tonight we cutting, gut busting I'm digging in your walls something viscious With your legs to the ceiling, catch a nut someting serious You delirious,or might I say you taste so delicious With your pretty brown skin, like I'm enjoying your kisses And you ah certified head doctor Number one staller that takes dick in the ass and won't holler Bend you over and I"ll follow you straight to the room Where it goes down lovely in the Leagon of Doom
[Chorus]
[Verse Two] Shit, you know the deal before a nigga even stepped Damn that ass hot, seems like it's gone melt You know I give it to you til you run out of breathe Then bust a nut all over yourself The first time I called, you were juggling on my balls In and out of your jaws, I was beating down your walls Had your ass breaking laws for a player was the cause And every time you seen a G you was slipping
What it is hoe, ah what's up (what's up) Can a nigga get in them guts (them guts) Cut you up like you ain't been cut (been cut) Show your ass how to really catch a nut (oh yeah yeah) Well give me you number and I'll call (I'll call) And I'll follow that ass in the mall (in the mall) Take you home, let you juggle my balls (my balls) While I'm beatin and tearin down your walls (oh yeah)
[Verse One] This your boy Mr. Funkadelic, what's the business baby I've been eyeing you all day in the mall miss lady You looking good, I think I seen your ass in the hood With your friends dressed up, trying to front if you could But anyway, gone and drop a number or something So I can call you later on,on your phone or something Take you home, and maybe we could bone or something It's no limits to what we do,cause tonight we cutting, gut busting I'm digging in your walls something viscious With your legs to the ceiling, catch a nut someting serious You delirious,or might I say you taste so delicious With your pretty brown skin, like I'm enjoying your kisses And you ah certified head doctor Number one staller that takes dick in the ass and won't holler Bend you over and I"ll follow you straight to the room Where it goes down lovely in the Leagon of Doom
[Chorus]
[Verse Two] Shit, you know the deal before a nigga even stepped Damn that ass hot, seems like it's gone melt You know I give it to you til you run out of breathe Then bust a nut all over yourself The first time I called, you were juggling on my balls In and out of your jaws, I was beating down your walls Had your ass breaking laws for a player was the cause And every time you seen a G you was slipping
Uh I keep it playa while some choose to play it safe Boy check the resume it's risky business in the A And I've been a witness to this history Ever since the the 10th grade We went from rockin brades to temp fades I twist my A hat to the side just for style or throw on the Gucci bucket with the flowers super fly Wow the southern pride been known to shut it down But it ain't so country my nigga this ain't no Gomer Pile I'm sergeant slaughter I keep my shit cooked to order in order To satisfy my people in Georgia and across the water And across the boarder the essays are getting smarter They got flour for tortillas and lettuce for enchiladas if you follow wink wink no doubt we don't speak in a blink them folks could have you sleeping in the clink I'm shittin' on niggas and pee'ing on the seat It's the nigga the BIG BOI OUT Now party people in the club it's time to cut a rug and throw the deuce up in the sky just for the shutrerbuggs I'm double fisted and if you're empty you can grab a cup Boy stop i'm just playing Let me dap you up baby baby you're in my system baby baby tell me your listening Boy it's after 12 club's like A Hive Bee A bee hive cause not everybody buzzin around me Could it be the way the verse is sounding Came up on the Gheto Boys and the Underground Kingz Toys I had a brougham called it pretty brown thing Paint look like root beer when the sun was shining Known to keep a bad bitch No niggas beside me Index finger on the trigger in case niggas is clowning Not to flex but to protect my neck like the Wu Tang Self preservation is the rule when you do aim Or get in something more sinister You gotta be the finisher to make it sure the doctors they can't replenish him Or bring him back to life Back to reality Gone get on some hoes leave it alone Triple OG status A town's very own Now party people in the club it's time to cut a rug and throw the deuce up in the sky just for the shutrerbuggs I'm double fisted and if you're empty you can grab a cup Boy stop i'm just playing Let me dap you up baby baby you're in my system baby baby tell me your listening Now this goes out to all my playas in the back sippin' yack Bendin' round corners in the 'lac Cut a rug playa now cut a rug And throw yo' deuce up in the sky for the shutterbugg And this goes out to all my ladies in the front What you want You make me wanna breed Girl freeze Cut a rug lady now cut a rug And throw yo' deuce up in the sky for the shutterbugg Now party people in the club it's time to cut a rug and throw the deuce up in the sky just for the shutrerbuggs I'm double fisted and if you're empty you can grab a cup Boy stop i'm just playing Let me dap you up baby baby you're in my system baby baby tell me your listening cause you all up in my system I can feel you from my head to my toes Lucious Leftfoot's got his best foot forward darling Lord have mercy how them flows stay so cold froze
Uh I keep it playa while some choose to play it safe Boy check the resume it's risky business in the A And I've been a witness to this history Ever since the the 10th grade We went from rockin brades to temp fades I twist my A hat to the side just for style or throw on the Gucci bucket with the flowers super fly Wow the southern pride been known to shut it down But it ain't so country my nigga this ain't no Gomer Pile I'm sergeant slaughter I keep my shit cooked to order in order To satisfy my people in Georgia and across the water And across the boarder the essays are getting smarter They got flour for tortillas and lettuce for enchiladas if you follow wink wink no doubt we don't speak in a blink them folks could have you sleeping in the clink I'm shittin' on niggas and pee'ing on the seat It's the nigga the BIG BOI OUT Now party people in the club it's time to cut a rug and throw the deuce up in the sky just for the shutrerbuggs I'm double fisted and if you're empty you can grab a cup Boy stop i'm just playing Let me dap you up Baby baby you're in my system baby baby tell me your listening Boy it's after 12 club's like A Hive Bee A bee hive cause not everybody buzzin around me Could it be the way the verse is sounding Came up on the Gheto Boys and the Underground Kingz Toys I had a brougham called it pretty brown thing Paint look like root beer when the sun was shining Known to keep a bad bitch No niggas beside me Index finger on the trigger in case niggas is clowning Not to flex but to protect my neck like the Wu Tang Self preservation is the rule when you do aim Or get in something more sinister You gotta be the finisher to make it sure the doctors they can't replenish him Or bring him back to life Back to reality Gone get on some hoes leave it alone Triple OG status A town's very own Now party people in the club it's time to cut a rug and throw the deuce up in the sky just for the shutrerbuggs I'm double fisted and if you're empty you can grab a cup Boy stop i'm just playing Let me dap you up Baby baby you're in my system baby baby tell me your listening Now this goes out to all my playas in the back sippin' yack Bendin' 'round corners in the 'lac Cut a rug playa now cut a rug And throw yo' deuce up in the sky for the shutterbugg And this goes out to all my ladies in the front What you want You make me wanna breed Girl freeze Cut a rug lady now cut a rug And throw yo' deuce up in the sky for the shutterbugg Now party people in the club it's time to cut a rug and throw the deuce up in the sky just for the shutrerbuggs I'm double fisted and if you're empty you can grab a cup Boy stop i'm just playing Let me dap you up Baby baby you're in my system baby baby tell me your listening Tell me you're listening cause you all up in my system I can feel you from my head to my toes You're in my system Lucious Leftfoot's got his best foot forward darling Lord have mercy how them flows stay so cold froze Tell me you're listening
