You cut me Slimm, and I'll cut you You cut me Slimm, and I'll cut you
[Slimm] New game, true flame, spit, spark and sizzle Stepped up approached clam, spoke start to chisel Hit her with the punch line guess she caught the riddle Cause I'm off to the Lake House to tickle her middle I gotta fun pack, a hundred sack, look like skittle Pop two, let's screw now she's gobbling vittles Whip cream, cherries, nuts, and a pickle, shit Me I'm burning one why she blowing the fiddle That's point game, point blank range wit yo' bitch Let my nuts hang then I point aim for yo' shit Pop lip then I point thangs and pull quick Out the back door, Mr. Chop Sticks wit yo' bitch
[Hook] You cut me Slimm, and I'll cut you You cut me girl, and I'll cut you You cut me Slimm, and I'll cut you You cut me girl, and I'll cut you
[Slimm] Bill Changer wit the quick hands handling thangs Mr. Slick Talk to separate the cut from the tame Girl, look your eye just to get your brain She bit, hook, line, and sinker I don't spit it the same They choose, I peek that's how plenty get slain You snooze I creep behind the tint grippin grain One rule, that's freak now she off the chain Whirlpool no sleep, girl you can't hang It's like, chicks, flicks and a six Of some purple drank and purple dank It's like tits, licks now we in the mix trying to have fun I got one big cup and two big blunts and the party's just begun I said roll it up, (uh-huh) I said pour it up!
[Hook] You cut me Slimm, and I'll cut you You cut me Slimm, and I'll cut you You cut me girl, and I'll cut you
[Slimm] Back at the cut spot or should I say chop shop Rolling some top crop and working on the top notch Heard that she was table grade Don't know but she looking stable made Gotta buddy wit her working both sides of the street And they trying to work out at the Calhoun suites
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