Cut 2 Nite

[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