Are We Cuttin' (feat. Ms. Jade)

Ha-ha, ha-ha, come here, girl

Ha-ha, ha-ha, come here, girl

Ha-ha, ha-ha, come here, girl

Ha-ha, ha-ha, yeah, girl, oh

Ooh, baby, what's your name?

Ooh, are you wearing Bugle Boy jeans? (Hell nah)

Ooh, I heard you was from Atlanta

Ooh, but, baby, please excuse my manners

I just wanna know, are we cuttin'?

Are we cuttin'? Are we cuttin'?

Ooh, hell yeah, hell, hell-hell yeah

Ooh, she won't see tomorrow if I don't cut tonight (Yeah)

Friday night (Yeah)

Ballin', holmes (Yeah)

Got a **** smelling fresh as a rose (Uh)

Grab my kicks and tuck my clothes

Sharp as a knife

And this is the life, Pastor

Yeah, tell me how ya love that

And let a **** see that **** cat, where you at? (Uh)

Dance floor (Yeah)

That's my **** (Yeah, yeah)

Baby girl, let your hair down

Show a **** what you workin' with, twerkin' with

I am low-key

You don't wanna leave? (C'mon, baby)

You don't wanna go back to the suite (C'mon)

Let you caress my feet, huh? Now what you wanna know?

Ooh, baby, what's your name?

Ooh, are you wearing Bugle Boy jeans? (Hell nah)

Ooh, I heard you was from Atlanta

Ooh, but, baby, please excuse my manners

I just wanna know, are we cuttin'?

Are we cuttin'? Are we cuttin'?

Ooh, hell yeah, hell, hell-hell yeah

Ooh, she won't see tomorrow if I don't cut tonight

Off the chain (Damn)

Damn, boo (Where you been?)

Where ya been all my lifetime?

Let me **** ya 'til the sun shine (C'mon), uh-huh (Uh-huh)

What I do? (Woah)

Mind my biz (C'mon)

No, I can't take you home with me

Baby girl, it is what it is, showbiz

Saturday morning (Damn)

Damn, I'm weak (Yeah)

Knew what's up when you came to the room

Talkin' about getting some sleep (She was)

The truth (Haha)

Shorty got loose (She got loose)

So pretty, but all I needed

Is a pretty red substitute (C'mon)

Ooh, baby, what's your name?

Ooh, are you wearing Bugle Boy jeans? (Hell nah)

Ooh, I heard you was from Atlanta

Ooh, but, baby, please excuse my manners

I just wanna know, are we cuttin'?

Are we cuttin'? Are we cuttin'?

Ooh, hell yeah, hell, hell-hell yeah

Ooh, she won't see tomorrow if I don't cut tonight

What you talkin'?

I bring heat when it's hawkin'

'Cause I can't stand a man that don't understand

I'm weighing kilos and grams, the **** with the upper hand

I'm 'bout to kill it

You dealing with the realest

**** the strawberries and chocolate, Hennessy and a condom

Save the kissin' and grindin', it's all about the timing

I really like vice-versa

But tonight's much worser, and, um

Philly chicky, only travel for the best of men

Had me out Atlanta just to see you on your boat in Timbs

Pastor Troy

Won't you just pass the boy

In a split second I'm answering all questions

You dummies are still confessin' how much money make you undress us, so tell me

Ooh, baby, what's your name?

Ooh, are you wearing Bugle Boy jeans? (Hell nah)

Ooh, I heard you was from Atlanta

Ooh, but, baby, please excuse my manners

I just wanna know, are we cuttin'?

Are we cuttin'? Are we cuttin'?

Ooh, hell yeah, hell, hell-hell yeah

Ooh, she won't see tomorrow if I don't cut tonight

Ooh, baby, what's your name?

Ooh, are you wearing Bugle Boy jeans? (Hell nah)

Ooh, I heard you was from Atlanta

Ooh, but, baby, please excuse my manners

I just wanna know, are we cuttin'?

Are we cuttin'? Are we cuttin'?

Ooh, hell yeah, hell, hell-hell yeah

Ooh, she won't see tomorrow if I don't cut tonight