As: i know just what you mean
Fact mj got cut from his ball team
Cut you with the same pair of scissors
Half my peers, they're stretched for years
I came up hungry
I cut the crap recklessly
But she only fuck with boss niggas - lames, you outta luck
So i told her thats wassup, then we chillin in the cut
Cut your wig off, barber
I'm gettin discouraged with her
Five-star dishes, food for thought bitches
Hoping to cut you down to hundred stitches
Shouts out to st. louey, swag champ i got the belt
Bueller dwells, but i cut school to cut screws through a weld.
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