Cut It Out Lyrics - Nelly

P.I. Yeah, aye, wussup cuz, it's going down 

east side yeah, your boy sean p, nelly, pimp C, aye 

my paint too wet bitch, never pay my set bitch 

blue and red make green, just cash the check bitch 

went to the store alot, bought me a bank witch [?] 

never trick my money in the club with a skank bitch 

big shrimp on my plate, look like dolphins pushin cookies in the soft ones 

i can do better, by myself, not bad 

girl ate the whole thing if she call me Chad 

the reppas aint settin up there, they mad 

rappin like us gotta hit, but you a fag 

i'm a young country nigga, uncut like snow 

make them young bloodz get down on the flo' 

make them young niggas put candy on the let[?] 

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

cuz, smokin high, throwin up, keep that lean off in my cut 

smokin high, throwin up, keep that heat off in our truck 

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When i hit the parkin lot and the 5th wheel drop 

you know damn well, you dont wanna see me, all eyes on me 

when i'm fresh from the jeweler and it's sunny outside 

you know damn well, you dont wanna see me, all eyes on me 

when i'm freezed up, j'd[?] up, e'z in my k'z[???] 

you know damn well, you dont wanna see me all eyes on me 

from all the niggas thats trill to them niggas unreal 

you know damn well you dont wanna see me, uh-uh 

so quit it man, lil boy, cut it out, look here 

quit it man, lil boy, cut it out, look here 

quit it man, lil boy cut it out, go head 

no watch my fingers, lil boy, cut it out, hold up! 

i aint choose yo chick, yo chick chose me 

i aint gotta pick one, imma take alla these 

for every hundred you got, imma peel off three 

hey, dont worry bout it lil boy, the bill on me 

eight years now, you can call me a vet 

that money you got, call that a forth of my neck 

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we dont call paint shiny, we call paint wet 

a duro strawberry colored coup, call that a mint 

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

got a blue one thats hard, got a black one that drop 

got a buick thats green, the same color my snot 

lil daddy, you aint the shit, you might as well get off the pot 

that's some new st. louis shit, yeah thats funny 

but imma stick with the old, the new dont make enough money 

do when im old, wipe me down 

when they dirty, wipe them down 

you think i showed my ass before 

sit front row and watch me now! 

cuz my grandmama hate it but my lil mama love 28 inches sittin tall, it's ridiculous 

with a slow yellow bitch[?] 

cuz that's the type i kick it with 

wide 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're doin the moonwalk 

i aint stuntin' now cuz i'm tryin to blood talk 

i be where they work at, where niggas get merked at 

her wish bread[?] where they mount it up and drop the purp at 

cant you tell im hood rich 

you aint from my hood bitch 

sont you see the leather seats 

the way we grate the wood pimp 

goin hard on it, while i signed on it 

dope outa hood, but this is all grind money 

poppin fans on it, throwin grands on it 

nelly grabbed the wheel and made the chevy dance on it 

i'm a block star, aint a phony nigga a phone call a had em youngstas on on ya nigga 

so dont start no shit, wont be no shit