《Are We Cuttin’ - Clean (with FX)》歌词

[00:04:11] [Timbaland scratches throughout

[00:04:11] Ha-ha, ha-ha, come here girl

[00:04:11] Ha-ha, ha-ha, come here girl

[00:04:11] Ha-ha, ha-ha, come here girl

[00:04:11] Ha-ha, ha-ha

[00:04:11] [Chorus

[00:04:11] Oooooooh

[00:04:11] Baby what's your name?

[00:04:11] Oooooooh

[00:04:11] Are you wearin Bugle Boy jeans?

[00:04:11] (Hell naw!) Oooooooh

[00:04:11] I heard you was from Atlanta

[00:04:11] Oooooooh

[00:04:11] But baby please excuse my manners, I just want to know

[00:04:11] Are we cuttin'?! Are we cuttin'?! Are we cuttin'?!

[00:04:11] Oooooooh, hell yea, yeah yeah yea

[00:04:11] Oooooooh

[00:04:11] She won't see tomorrow, if I don't cut tonight

[00:04:11] [Verse 1 - Pastor Troy

[00:04:11] Yeah, Friday night (yeah)

[00:04:11] Yeah, ballin holmes (yeah)

[00:04:11] Got a ni**a smellin fresh as a rose

[00:04:11] Grab my kicks and tuck my clothes (cause why'all!)

[00:04:11] Sharp as a knife, and this is the life

[00:04:11] Pastorrr, ya tell me how ya love that?

[00:04:11] Let a ni**a see that p**sy crack, where you at? (uh)

[00:04:11] The dance flo' (yeah) that's my sh*t (yeah)

[00:04:11] Baby girl let ya hair down

[00:04:11] Show a ni**a what you workin wit, twerkin wit

[00:04:11] I ammm low-key

[00:04:11] You don't want to leave? (c'mon baby)

[00:04:11] You don't want to go back to the suite (c'mon)

[00:04:11] Let you caress my feet, huh

[00:04:11] Now what you want to know?

[00:04:11] [Chorus

[00:04:11] [Verse 2 - Pastor Troy

[00:04:11] Off the chain!

[00:04:11] Damn! Damn boo

[00:04:11] Where ya been all my lifetime?

[00:04:11] Let me f**k ya 'til the sun shine (uh huh) uh huh (uh huh)

[00:04:11] What I do? (whoaa) Mind my bizz

[00:04:11] No I can't take ya home wit me

[00:04:11] Baby girl, it is what it is, show biz

[00:04:11] Saturday morn' (damn!) damn I'm weak

[00:04:11] Knew whassup when you came to the room

[00:04:11] Talkin about gettin some sleep

[00:04:11] She's the, the-truth, shorty got loose

[00:04:11] Sorry, but all I needed was a pretty red substitute

[00:04:11] [Chorus

[00:04:11] [Verse 3 - Ms. Jade

[00:04:11] What you talkin?

[00:04:11] I, bring heat when it's hawkin

[00:04:11] 'Cause I, can't stand a man that don't understand

[00:04:11] I'm weighing kilos and grams the b**ch wit the upper-hand

[00:04:11] I'm, bout to kill it; you, dealin wit the realest

[00:04:11] F**k the strawberry's and chocolate (ohh)

[00:04:11] Hennessy and a condom, say they kissin and grindin

[00:04:11] It's all about the timin; I, really like "Vice Versa"

[00:04:11] But, tonight's much worser, and um

[00:04:11] Philly chick you only travel wit for best of men

[00:04:11] Hand me out Atlanta just to see you in your belt and Timb's

[00:04:11] Pastor Troy, won't you just pass the boy

[00:04:11] In a, split second I'm answerin all questions

[00:04:11] You dummies are still confessin how money make you undress

[00:04:11] And so tell me

[00:04:11] [Chorus until fade