letra de cut it (remix) - king libra
hook
cut it
them n-ggas sleeping on me they need to cut it
them n-ggas sleeping on me they need to cut it
cut it
them n-ggas sleeping on me they need to cut it
them n-ggas sleeping on me they need to cut it
verse 1
yeah im getting cake
that ain’t no debate
what they going say
straight exposed the fakes
please expose the fakes
they messing up the race
yamborghini high
speeding by
these cops love to chase
yeah
all these broads i date
all these broads know i eat the cake
shawty put it on my plate
thick like iggy but rihanna in the face
time to change the paste
put you up on game
all yall n-ggas lame
got yall girls bouncing on a king
swerving on a n-gga
i ain’t scared a n-gga
n-ggas talking when we face to face
i don’t hear it
practice what you preach and i’m talking church
who knew
that n-gga switched up from being drew
word on the street i’m a beast
better ask about me
hook
cut it
they sleeping on a n-gga they need to cut it
they sleeping on a n-gga they need to cut it
cut it
libra dropped the tape they need to turn up
libra dropped the tape they need to turn up
verse 2
who that looking like jaden
in all white looking like raiden
spitting hot fire just like blaziken
only bout his business like a asian
im the greatest no debating
lord knows know that im beasting why yall n-ggas baiting
these n-ggas they hating
they women im dating
they looking frustrated
cause i came from the bottom and they know that i got it
hate how the f-ck up
f-ck n-ggas get g-ssed up
i’m lost with the sh-t i got that peter pan
who want that hook up
the ball in my court im juggin these n-ggas
that’s a layup
to them n-ggas who outta my life
don’t come back yall mother f-ckers cut
2016 yall n-ggas couldn’t keep up wit us
i do not owe you nothing don’t ask me don’t even discuss
i got girls all on my d-ck don’t ever think that i’m a sus
don’t let the tight pants fool you n-gga what’s good
k!lling these n-ggas lets keep that understood
better than me you wish that you could
ya shawty look bad i could take her i could
every time i’m wit a dime she gotta bring a friend
and we go have one h-ll of a night
if we end up in the bed
thats real king sh-t over here
baltimore maryland i keeps it tweaky over here
bridge
you sleeping on libra you need to cut it
i don’t like yall n-ggas i need to cut it
young king all these n-ggas my subjects
you the man she got but i’m the man that she wanted
outro
cut it
never play the fifty i keep it one hunnid
them n-ggas sleeping on me they need to cut it
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