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    "Cut Loose" Lyrics

    Field Mob

    [Verse One: Kalage]
    My shawty done cut me loose, and left me in the wind
    Got a new man wit a Ph.D. and cheese, but he pees in his pants
    He's 60, she's in her 20's, she said I be hurtin' in her, overworking her
    And when I hit from back it feels like I'm birthing her
    She said I'm wrong for her, too long for her
    But she never complained when I brought my ex home for her
    But now she dropped me, like the pen at the end of a Sprint commercial
    I try to hit it she be like "No", like Laura Winslow so i'm convinced i'm Urkel
    And What if I did misuse and abuse your clit , I'll apologize
    'Cause I aint know ruler sticks would bruise the clit
    I saw it on tape tried to do the shit

    Now, she say she want somebody simple
    She say she want somebody gentle
    She said, when I got head, I dug in her cheek now she got dimples
    I, I, I mean she cute with it though, I, I couldn't help it
    The way she swallowed my pelvis
    Had me seeing shit, had a nigga reaching for Elvis
    And when it come to her head, that some I'm a miss
    That girl gave my dick more hick-eys than a damn redneck locksmith

    [Chorus: repeat 2X]
    My shawty done cut me loose
    She fucking other niggas and she fucking me too
    She say she don't want no mo'
    If she feeling like I'm feeling then she won't go
    My shawty done cut me loose
    She fucking other niggas and she fucking me too
    She say she don't want no mo'
    She say she don't want no mo'

    [Verse Two: Boondox Blak]
    I woke up this morning stretching,yawning with a hard on awnin' ready to bone
    Then I reached on my right and realized my woman's gone
    I got to bring her to bed to hit her some more, but I found this envelope
    Sitting on the pillow, I opened it, unfolded it, it said Dear Smoke
    Hey, it's me Little Debbie Cake, and I feel it's best we separate
    At least until I'm in better shape
    cause I'm doing my best to shut up and take
    The way you ramming inches in me
    Slam me in different positions
    Grasp and grip my hips and titties
    Put one leg up, drag and flip me
    Fucking me up, down, back, to front
    (How you squeezing and smacking my butt)
    From right to left, left to right
    (and skeetin across my breast and thighs)
    Fucking me early Monday, again on Tuesday
    humpday Wednesday, then come Thursday
    Twice on Friday and Saturday, and after church on Sunday
    Hurting my stomach, beating the cock
    But trip when I ask you to eat the twat, so we need to stop
    Cause lately I been bleeding a lot, so I'm leaving you doc
    To find someone that's fair and square
    And not so hairy there, who fucks me there with care
    Cause you put too much wear and tear on my derriere

    [Chorus - repeat 2X]
    This song was last modified on November 24th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Darion T. Crawford, Emanuel Anderson, Shawn T. Johnson.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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