My Cutlass Lyrics - Lil Wyte

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Two do’ Cut, flippy flop on the paint
Lookin’ like a bag of Skittles damn near make ya wanna faint
Eyes cocked xxx drop when I pull up on the set
People scared to touch my car like they might fall in and get wet
I can’t keep my whip in the sun for too long cuz it might melt
Like a pack of Starbusrst on a summer day sittin’ on a shelf
I gotta get her out, get her high, take her out for a ride
Hopefully tonight I won’t commit vehicular homicide
My Cut-lass is clean as a fuckin’ whistle
Paul and Juicy both told me I better pack pistols
Pistols plural more than one for those who do not know
I’ma let these xxxxxxx rep the Bay and try to take my ho

Chorus (2x)
Two do’ Cut flippy flop like (ridin’ down the street smokin’ weed gettin’ high)
Two do’ Cut flippy flop like (Woo-ooo, man that fool clean!)

Cheech and Chong up in smoke fuzzy dice on the mirria
2007 Cadillac space-age interia
Fo’ Pioneers fo’ ways across the back dash
Fo’ twelves when I come through- I’ma break glass
And that’s just the beginning, I ain’t got into the engine
Fuck a wood grain steerin’ wheel I’m grippin’ white pearl pimpin’
Ass on Italian leather just as icy as my soljas
Pushin’ on the white pearl gas pedal the reason I told ya
And it ain’t no doja on me when I ride make me a blunt
Ain’t tryna be knowed by police when I creep the Cut
They got enough on me already, they don’t need my car
If they want me that bad they can find me standin’ in my yard

Chorus (2x)

It’s time to talk about the muscle in this perfect creation
Brand new Chevy block and a chromed out Edelbrock carburetion
A set of double hard heads, shift kit, and a cam
Flowed out with a pair of dogs hangin’ out the ass
Brains gone let my hair blow doin’ a buck fo’
Whoa ho, if you in the road
Better move yo ass
Out the path fast
Fo’ ya xxx have to feel
Twenny inch spinners and twenny-two hundred pounds of steel
I'm a good driver but can get reckless on purple lean
The pedal to the metal might hit ya and never even seen ya
Take my word I put fifteen G’s into this Olds
I’m gon’ flick this xxxxx and figure out how to drop off twenny mo’

Chorus (4x)

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