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cut up know we like that get that cut up freaky thangs we be bout em'

Luda: i'm kinda hopin' that maybe you wanna kick it in the L.A.C. so later on we'll be rollin' drop-top i'm hittin' yo hot stop i'm top notch my niggaz never listen but i told em' when i catch you at the game runnin' game at the A.U.C. that later on we'd be bonin' fat cat i'm ready to tap that so back that no wounder why you waking up swollen

Twista: i'm feelin' you Luda smokink my buddha coochie recruiter comin' at the fatty in a platinum caddy so back it up fast hit it a hour and a half watch the spectacular splash on the back and leave it dripping down the crack of her ass call me Mr. Magillin cuddy chasin' booty soft as silly putty killin' for money still thug get bumpy from some pokin' and locomotion hittin bunnies for three some gotcha buddy when i'm feelin' scummy i love to cut

Luda: tan skin so butter soft i'm rippin the buttons off yo-blouse smell the aroma of the dingaling king Ludacris when i'm in yo-house check the ratio of men to women and women to men went down-south hot fellatio hot jalapenos holla while they in yo-mouth so we love that k-k-k-k

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Twista:now i got the feeling we can cut the hell out each other and i hope we be the same thang-freaks we can get the mattress goin' eh-err,eh-err handlin' business while i bang-bang skeet wash the dick off and kick off another session again i can break em' off in the shower,kitchen flo' or the outdoors the pieces from te east is the shit and the flesh in the west is the best but Twista love them Chicago and south hoes

Luda:come up out yo' negligea freak em' on a regular day cum six times but it's seven today Ludacris in the back of your chev-e-rolet ahh, ahh! what's my name? so magical I come and touch the game you motherfuckas really just ta gain nothin but hatin' and a look of disqust so it's must stay "adrenaline Rush" woundering why they don't be bustin the same

Twista:i'm clutching my thang, stuffin' in it, strokin' it down, beat the stuff up uh-oh shorty don't run from it she gave me the booty i'm breaking it off i can tell a stab by the way that she walk fatty flickin' like it was dubs on it peep how this player got skills get em' out the gator high heels pullin rubbers and swishers up out your prada bag wanna smoke dro' I got a bag take a proper drap befo' I tap it I love the chicks that got a lotta ass so we love that k-k-k-k

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Luda:bubble bubble bubbles is in the bathtube makin you stutter from the b-body butters and bottles that pop the models that swallow willin' up under my pillow stayin strapped up if t tickles in the middle from Mr. Pickles you try to escape so give me the rope you gettin wrapped up rooty tooty so fruity and fresh i'm fresh and fruity ya duty's to figure the booty's gettin slapped up

Twista:I love them chicks that be thick as a loaf of break long as I can still grab her legs and push em' by her head how I dip un in it we can make a video but i got the radio bumpin Jagged Edge by the bed when you wanna get up wit cha cutty buddy come on and dip uo through the hideout with twist' but after we do what we gon' do get cha purse and get together cause now you gots ta ride out-BITCH!

Luda:oh Cris can you do it again that's what they asking me hit skins causin catastrophes get picced by me and m family sip gin fulfilling yo' fantasies in yo' condition i'm wishin' you'll take a lickin' and keep in tickin' from thicker thighs finger lickin' never get sick and tired just take a look in her eyes and yo can tell she's a figure five so we love that k-k-k-k

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bridge J.E.:cut up gettin brains in the range we love to vut up cause we like them freaky thangs I like it when you let me try anythang cause gilr I ain't got nothin' but time let a nigga get a little cut up girl