Gucci Mane - Cutters lyrics
rate meY’all niggas
It’s some peep squeeze P weeze
Little league Javi
We ball, B ball
Your small ball T ball
Pissy yelling jewelry p**sy don’t piss me off
Several nigga head on I’ll cover nigga head on
I’m rolled on like a dictionary when I change shirt off
Down with the 18 mister teen murd off
I’m the owner and stop playing nigga don’t make me pull the hole out
I’m the MVP in ..they told em, brain em more out
We’re chapy you should picking ring and this five here won’t go out
From my shot gun all you hooze bing,
You think I’m doing it to get out
Round with my little bad bitch and my Bentley with my dick out
Out RP the bad but try Gucci, I’ll put the stick out
Hook:
Got your AK that’s a hundred shots, cutters cutters
See me wrong drums thye shoot hundred buns, cutters cutters
My A ..and got mucking knocks, cutters cutters
I’ll play 4-5 been her burkin clitch, cutters cutters
Make this smack man they could flip a truck, cutters cutters
If I touch those paintings then they blow you up, cutters cutters
We wanna be ogers when what’s growing up, cutters cutters
Now that OG’s aint’ even chopper us, cutters cutters
[Plies:]
I’m fucking RnB hoes nigga the rest of these year
And I ain’t wrong none of them hoe ‘cause they ain’t nothing on here
It ain’t a nigga out of shutter, nigga that I ain’t here
It 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 pussy that one
Plus they searching at the dough which means that I ain’t gone
If I can get it with the blocka homie then I ain’t Sean
Who I’ll beat me and he told me that he need me on the song
I told if he putting the f*ck nigga on it don’t send me the song
Everybody play real until the weapons are drawn
And when them cutters come out that when the bitch go to Sean
Hook:
Got your AK that’s a hundred shots, cutters cutters
See me wrong drums thye shoot hundred buns, cutters cutters
My A ..and got mucking knocks, cutters cutters
I’ll play 4-5 been her burkin clitch, cutters cutters
Make this smack man they could flip a truck, cutters cutters
If I touch those paintings then they blow you up, cutters cutters
We wanna be ogers when what’s growing up, cutters cutters
Now that OG’s aint’ even chopper us, cutters cutters
