Letra de Cutthroats - Boldy James & Real Bad Man

(Feat. Real Bad Man)

Yeah

Yeah

Let's get it

I'm cut from that steel wool, these niggas terry cloth

From the gator capitol, but I don't wear Lacoste

Big stick with a fly catcher like I play lacrosse

Feel like the drugs wearin' off

Twenty-five on my skizzy, that's a Biletnikoff

Two county sheriffs at the light, I had to stare 'em off

Skrrt, skrrt, now we veerin' off

Square dancin' through the town square with a square of soft

For that Monterey Jack, cheddar, and that colby

I'm bouncin' out all black, somethin' like shinobi

Lil' stupid-ass nigga cappin' like he know me

You never Randy Mossed a body, you can't lil' bro me (Pussy)

I send them cutthroats to cut his throat

Yeah, nigga, 'cause if it's up, then it's up in smoke

Put one-eighty on the quarter when I cut the blow

When it came to cuttin' corners, had to cut it close

Number crunchin' with the tabs, on another note

Double dutchin' with the bag like she jumpin' rope (Ayy)

Clip like a thunderbolt

This hit-stick'll make a nigga do a somersault

Slidin' with three hundred shots, this ain't what he want

Fully Heck' & Koch and a mop, it'll get it sewed (Brrt)

Superstitious with the blicky, better not split the pole

Let it French kiss him in his lips under the mistletoe

On the block with Lik and Ty smokin' Deacon Frey

I weigh the work and sell it wet before it even dry

Number-one dope boy from the DMI

Why niggas snitchin' to them folks? Call that TMI

Had to study body language, learned to read a lie

Still playin' with that service dog, this ain't no seeing-eye

I send them cutthroats to cut his throat

Yeah, 'cause if it's up, then it's up in smoke

I send them cutthroats to cut his throat

Yeah, 'cause if it's up, then it's up in smoke

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