Pimp C - Cut it Out lyrics

* originally slated for "Bra** Knuckles" [Intro: Sean P] (P-I) Yeah, ay, wha**up c-c-cuz? It's goin down, Eastside, yeah Ya boy Sean P, Nelly, Pimp C, ay [Pimp C] My paint too wet b**h, never pay my set b**h Blue and red make green, just cash the check b**h Went to the car lot, bought me a Vanquish Never trick my money in the club with a skank b**h 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 f*g I'm a young country n***a, uncut like snow (snow) Make them young girls get down on the flo' (flo') Make them young n***as put candy on the 'Llac You got clouds in them diamonds, take that monkey sh** 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 j**eler 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 n***as that's trill to them n***as 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 sh**, you might as well get off the pot That's some new St. Louis sh**, 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 a** 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 b**h 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 a** ho, cause I'm tryin to pillow talk I be where that work at, where n***as 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 b**h? 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 n***a (nah never) A phone call'll have them youngsters all on ya n***a [Nelly] So don't start no sh**, won't be no sh**! Don't start no sh**, won't be no sh**, boy! [Hook]