Cut It Out

* originally slated for "Brass Knuckles"

[Intro: Sean P]

(P-I) Yeah, ay, whassup c-c-cuz?

It's goin down, Eastside, yeah

Ya boy Sean P, Nelly, Pimp C, ay

[Pimp C]

My paint too wet bitch, never pay my set bitch

Blue and red make green, just cash the check bitch

Went to the car lot, bought me a Vanquish

Never trick my money in the club with a skank bitch

Big shrimp on my plate, look like dolphins (dolphins)

Pushin cookies in the soft ones

I can do better by myself, not bad (bad)

Girl ate the whole thing if she call me Chad (Chad)

The records ain't sellin up there, they mad (mad)

Rappin like us gotta hit but you a fag

I'm a young country nigga, uncut like snow (snow)

Make them young girls get down on the flo' (flo')

Make them young niggas put candy on the 'Llac

You got clouds in them diamonds, take that monkey shit back

Cause I'm smokin out, throwin up, keep that lean off in my cup

Smokin out, throwin up, keep that heat off in our truck

[Hook: Nelly, Pimp C, Sean P]

When I hit the parkin lot, and the fifth wheel drop

You know damn well (you don't wanna see me, all eyes on me!)

When I'm fresh from the jeweler and it's sunny outside

You know damn well (you don't wanna see me, all eyes on me!)

When I'm creased up, J'd up, E's and my K's up

You know damn well (you don't wanna see me, all eyes on me!)

From all them niggas that's trill to them niggas unreal

You know damn well (you don't wanna see me) uh-uh

So quit it mayne (lil' boy) cut it out (look here)

Quit it mayne (lil' boy) cut it out (look here)

Quit it mayne (lil' boy) cut it out (now go 'head)

Now watch my fingers (lil' boy) cut it out (hold up!)

[Nelly]

I ain't choose yo' chick, yo' chick chose me

I ain't gotta pick one, I'mma take all these

For every hundred you got, I'mma peel off three

Hey, don't worry 'bout it lil' boy, that bill on me

Eight years now, you can call me a vet

That money you grossin, call that a fourth of my neck

We don't call paint shiny, we call paint wet

A Darryl Strawberry colored Coupe, call that a Met

Got a few rides already, got a few more to cop

Got a blue one that's hard, got a black one that dropped

Got a Buick that's green, the same color my snot

Lil' daddy you ain't the shit, you might as well get off the pot

That's some new St. Louis shit, yeah that's funny

But I'mma stick with the old, the new don't make enough money

So when I'm on (wipe me down) when they dirty (wipe 'em down)

You think I showed my ass befo', sit front row (and watch me now)

Cause my grandmomma hate it, but my lil' mama love it

Said my grandmomma hate it, but my lil' mama love it

[Hook]

[Sean P]

28 inches sittin tall, it's ridiculous

With a slum yellow bitch cause that's the type I kick it with

Ride with a stupid pack, and a couple stupid cats

They call us the Goon Squad, so you know we stupid strapped

Shuttin down the parkin lot, we doin the moonwalk

I ain't stuntin ass ho, cause I'm tryin to pillow talk

I be where that work at, where niggas get murked at

Earth is spread, then we mounted up and drop the purp' back

Can't you tell I'm hood rich? You ain't from my hood bitch?

Don't you see the leather seats? The way we grip the wood pimp?

Goin hard on 'em (goin hard on 'em) rocks shined on 'em (rocks shined on 'em)

Sponsored by the hood, this is our grind money

If we pop the bands on 'em (pop a band) throwin grands on 'em (throwin grands)

Nelly grab the wheel and make the Chevy dance on 'em

I'm a block star (block star) ain't a phony nigga (nah never)

A phone call'll have them youngsters all on ya nigga

[Nelly]

So don't start no shit, won't be no shit!

Don't start no shit, won't be no shit, boy!

[Hook]