笨小笨Are We Cuttin’ (Explicit)歌词由Pastor Troy演唱，出自专辑《The Best of Pastor Troy， Vol. 1 (Explicit)》，下面是《Are We Cuttin’ (Explicit)》完整版歌词！
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Are We Cuttin' (Explicit) - Pastor Troy
Ha-ha ha-ha come here girl
Ha-ha ha-ha come here girl
Ha-ha ha-ha come here girl
Ha-ha ha-ha come here girl
Oooooooh
Baby what's your name
Oooooooh
Are you wearin Bugle Boy jeans
(Hell naw ) Oooooooh
I heard you was from Atlanta
Oooooooh
But baby please excuse my manners
I just want to know
Are we cuttin' Are we cuttin' Are we cuttin'
Oooooooh hell yea yeah yeah yea
Oooooooh
She won't see tomorrow
If I don't cut tonight
Yeah Friday night
Yeah ballin holmes (yeah)
Got a ni**a smellin fresh as a rose
Grab my kicks and tuck my clothes
(cause why'all )
Sharp as a knife and this is the life
Pastorrr ya tell me how ya love that
Let a ni**a see that p**sy crack
Where you at (uh)
The dance flo' (yeah) that's my sh*t (yeah)
Baby girl let ya hair down
Show a ni**a what you workin wit
Twerkin wit
I ammm low-key
You don't want to leave (c'mon baby)
You don't want to go back to the suite (c'mon)
Let you caress my feet huh
Now what you want to know
Oooooooh
Baby what's your name
Oooooooh
Are you wearin Bugle Boy jeans
(Hell naw ) Oooooooh
I heard you was from Atlanta
Oooooooh
But baby please excuse my manners
I just want to know
Are we cuttin' Are we cuttin' Are we cuttin'
Oooooooh hell yea hell yea hell yea
Oooooooh
She won't see tomorrow
If I don't cut tonight
Off the chain
Damn Damn boo
Where ya been all my lifetime
Let me f**k ya 'til the sun shine
(uh huh) uh huh (uh huh)
What I do (whoaa) Mind my bizz
No I can't take ya home wit me
Baby girl it is what it is show biz
Saturday morn' (damn )
Damn I'm weak
Knew whassup when you came to the room
Talkin about gettin some sleep
She's the the-truth shorty got loose
Sorry but all I needed was a pretty
Red substitute come on
Oooooooh
Baby what's your name
Oooooooh
Are you wearin Bugle Boy jeans
(Hell naw ) Oooooooh
I heard you was from Atlanta
Oooooooh
But baby please excuse my manners
I just want to know
Are we cuttin' Are we cuttin' Are we cuttin'
Oooooooh hell yea yeah yeah yea
Oooooooh
She won't see tomorrow
If I don't cut tonight
What you talkin
I bring heat when it's hawkin
'Cause I can't stand a man
That don't understand
I'm weighing kilos and grams
The b**ch wit the upper-hand
I'm bout to kill it; you dealin wit the realest
F**k the strawberry's and chocolate (ohh)
Hennessy and a condom
Say they kissin and grindin
It's all about the timin; I
Really like "Vice Versa"
But tonight's much worser and um
Philly chick you only travel
Wit for best of men
Hand me out Atlanta just to see you
In your belt and Timb's
Pastor Troy won't you just pass the boy
In a split second I'm answerin all questions
You dummies are still confessin
How money make you undress
And so tell me
Oooooooh
Baby what's your name
Oooooooh
Are you wearin Bugle Boy jeans
(Hell naw ) Oooooooh
I heard you was from Atlanta
Oooooooh
But baby please excuse my manners
I just want to know
Are we cuttin' Are we cuttin' Are we cuttin'
Oooooooh hell yea yeah yeah yea
Oooooooh
She won't see tomorrow
If I don't cut tonight
Oooooooh
Baby what's your name
Oooooooh
Are you wearin Bugle Boy jeans
(Hell naw ) Oooooooh
I heard you was from Atlanta
Oooooooh
But baby please excuse my manners
I just want to know
Are we cuttin' Are we cuttin' Are we cuttin'
Oooooooh hell yea yeah yeah yea
Oooooooh
She won't see tomorrow
If I don't cut tonight
Come here girl
Come here girl
Come on
Come on
Were baby now
Were baby now
