Cut It (Remix 2) lyrics

by

T.I.


[Intro: O.T. Genasis]
Yeah, part 2
Ooh, ooh
This right here is O.T
Allah bought a OZ
Deej right here my homies
This right here my OGs

[Chorus: O.T. Genasis]
Cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it
Cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it
Them bricks is way too hot, you need to cut it
Your price is way too high, you need to cut it
Cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it
Cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it
Them bricks is way too hot, you need to cut it
Your price is way too high, you need to cut it

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Them prices is way too high, you need to cut it
My n*ggas way too high, them n*ggas muddy, Lord
My n*ggas way too wild, them n*ggas nutty
That Cash Money check is way behind, they need to cut it
$2205 off a 17-5
Money on the bed, I'ma need a king size
Got that cocaine blizzard, we like Dairy Queen slime
And we got prescriptions if you tryna prescribe
Man these out of town n*ggas with these out of town prices
Not around here n*gga, chop it down, slice it
Oh Lord, these n*ggas tax it, that's okay, just jack me
Give it to my lil' n*gga, just bring me back a fraction
You need to cut it
[Chorus: O.T. Genasis]
Cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it
Cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it
Them bricks is way too hot, you need to cut it
Your price is way too high, you need to cut it
Cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it
Cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it
Them bricks is way too hot, you need to cut it
Your price is way too high, you need to cut it

[Verse 2: T.I.]
Why your eye cold
Like dealing from the bottom, foreign objects and your dice rolled
Don't you know that sh*t get your head cracked?
Don't you know that sh*t get your life stole?
You done f*cked up, in the wrong hood
Tryna ride rims over potholes
And boy you know we don't be going for
All that charging too much for a O' and stuff
Mediocre work, and now he going up
Tell em gone on, lose your phone number
You done f*cked up, and got the wrong one
I take your homegirl and put her on some
You a couple $100 more short on grammar
So you keep on playing, that we got hammers for
Shoot out your window, there go your antidote
Along with all of your homies
Boy you really know we with the sh*t
If you got something we want, we come get the sh*t
Now you walking around acting like we friends and sh*t
Knowing damn well we did the sh*t
See you playing with it, got your hands in it
Found your stash spot, n*gga ran in it
With the straps out, we demanding it
Money right now, or it's lights out
I don't know why you be playing
Boy don't you know as much as this cost
See I don't think you understand
It costs me less than that to get you knocked off
Better cut your sh*t down, don't know where they kept it
Boy I bullsh*t you not
Hit somebody up right now, I can call with a way better deal
That's why I ain't finna buy, boy the sh*t too high
[Chorus: O.T. Genasis]
Cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it
Cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it
Them bricks is way too hot, you need to cut it
Your price is way too high, you need to cut it
Cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it
Cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it
Them bricks is way too hot, you need to cut it
Your price is way too high, you need to cut it
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