Cut Up Den

(Ooh, Ralph Norman)

Girl, put on yo' motherfuckin' boots, we tippin' out tonight, bitch

Oh my God, you know my **** gon' be trippin'

Girl, what the fuck, fuck that ****

Oh my God, then I gotta go to work in the mornin'

Bitch, you work, fuck that damn job, you work all motherfuckin' week, when was the last time you went out with me huh, huh?

Okay, okay

Right, so, how 'bout this? You gon' get in there, get that dress that make yo' ass look fat, okay?

Okay

I'll be there in fifteen, fuck

Take that ass on a trip around the pole

Can you bounce it, drop it, pop it, girl? Gon' and let 'em know

That you and all of yo' friends came in here to put on a show

I see you cuttin' up a lil', now cut up a lil' mo'

Now shake it, wow, now that's a ass right there

Everybody in the room gotta stare

Ass clappin' like a preacher after prayer

Yeah, yo' **** at the house, but you know you don't really care

Okay, she shakin' ass just like she a stripper

The way she movin', somebody oughta tip her

Dude done got behind her, ass too fat, he can't grip her

She sloppy drunk, now tell her friends to come get her

She actin' crazy throwin' bottles back, 'cause she ain't no quitter

She came to cut up for herself and all the folks that came wit' her, now that's a bad bitch

Room full of baddies, know all of them

Can't fuck with broke ****, can't fall for them

This pussy so wet, we all can swim

And I'm ballin' on these ****, I'm off the rim

This ass so fat, it's crazy though

I can pop it like a skillet full of bacon, ho

Am I kinky? Hmm, yeah, maybe so

These **** want the cheeks, gotta pay for those

Take that ass on a trip around the pole

Can you bounce it, drop it, pop it, girl? Gon' and let 'em know

That you and all of yo' friends came in here to put on a show

I see you cuttin' up a lil', now cut up a lil' mo'

Now shake it, wow, now that's a ass right there

Everybody in the room gotta stare

Ass clappin' like a preacher after prayer

Yeah, yo' **** at the house, but you know you don't really care

Hmm, I need to see some money before I dance

Two **** splurgin' on me, I call it battle of the bands

And **** please don't grab my ass, if yee'n got nothin' in ya hand

I mean you cute, but I'm cute too, so **** what is you sayin'?

If you gon' fuck with me, then you gon' put in some work

And that don't mean I'm a gold digger, I just know what I'm worth

Ass too fat, can't catch this, she shakin' ass like she from Texas

Shout out to them NOLA girls, them NOLA girls be comin' wreckless

From Chicago, to Charlotte, Detroit, and Memphis, all the way down to Tampa

LA to New York, the DMV, and them pretty bitches in Atlanta, tell 'em

Take that ass on a trip around the pole

Can you bounce it, drop it, pop it, girl? Gon' and let 'em know

That you and all of yo' friends came in here to put on a show

I see you cuttin' up a lil', now cut up a lil' mo'

Now shake it, wow, now that's a ass right there

Everybody in the room gotta stare

Ass clappin' like a preacher after prayer

Yeah, yo' **** at the house, but you know you don't really care

Dah-dah-dah (Yeah)

Dah-dah-dah (Yeah)

Now shake that ass, shake that ass

Dah-dah-dah (Yeah)

Fuck them hoes, bitch

Fuck them hoes, bitch

Fuck that, bitch, we do the most, bitch, period

(I like this one, Will)

(Ooh, Ralph Norman)