"Cut You Off" lyrics

(Ain't that DJ Chose over there? Look like DJ Chose)
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Fuck me like the last time
Tell me it's my last time
You don't call my phone no more and tell me pull up right now
We been playin' for too long, you should be my wife now
I ain't worried 'bout none of that, just shut up, bitch, and pipe down
You know I'm a fuckin' fiend
For a bad bitch in a Nuvaring
When I met you, I seen the finer things
Shorty jump up on it like a trampoline

When I pull up, I'ma slut you out
Eat your pussy, kiss you in the mouth
You want a bag, I'ma rush it out
When we beefin', I'ma cuss you out
All around the world, I'm still at your house
'Cause I can't find a way to cut you off
I've tried it all
Findin' out a bitch [?]
And I got the paper on me, slut you out
Now I can't find a way to cut you out

Niggas talk that P shit, I ain't no P, I'm an L, I'm a lover
Turnin' off that trap, I'ma fuck her to Usher
Let's make a movie, baby
Hit her on my iPhone and she let me save it
Pussy water wet, she keep it wavy
She don't want no kids, but she keep swallowing babies
Told her I was on the way, so she went and shaved it
See, I ain't really shit, I'm just glad that I made it
Do it in the car, we done blessed the whole back seat
Leanin' on the purp', got her runnin' like a track meet
Hundred yard dash
Shorty ride the dick like a ride at Six Flags

When I pull up, I'ma slut you out
Eat your pussy, kiss you in the mouth
You want a bag, I'ma rush it out
When we beefin', I'ma cuss you out
All around the world, I'm still at your house
'Cause I can't find a way to cut you off
I've tried it all
Findin' out a bitch [?]
And I got the paper on me, slut you out
Now I can't find a way to cut you out