Please don't cut me off, know you got the sauce
You've been fuckin' with me so long that it's rubbin' off
Please don't cut me off, girl I did you wrong
You've been fuckin' with me so long that it's rubbin' off

Baby, I'ma pull up on ya late night, you know I'm crazy
Pull up in that brand new thang, you know it's Swayze
Say it's something cliche, fuck you, pay me
Playin' with that, I'ma fuck you crazy
Don't you cut me off, just love it off
Fuck you long enough, hit the gym and run it off
He so clean, shawty wanna suck me off
Ooh, we done done it all
We done done it all

Please don't cut me off, know you got the sauce
You've been fuckin' with me so long that it's rubbin' off
Please don't cut me off, girl I did you wrong
You've been fuckin' with me so long that it's rubbin' off

She say I do too much drugs, got too much tings
Cut the bitch off and cut the lean
Kick the bitch out, try to keep my rings
Switch my line, my phone don't ring
Bad bitches wanna be my ting
Drivin' drop top, givin' top to the king
Post straight drop while poppin' a bean
Racks so big, can't fit in my jeans
Turn in to the boss I wanna be
Bitch, you ain't heard? Don't play with me
One phone call, three casualties
I spend 20 racks casually
There's nobody I'd rather be
I don't wanna hear compares 'bout me
There's a couple girls I'd rather see
Better cut me off while you count on me

Please don't cut me off, know you got the sauce
You've been fuckin' with me so long that it's rubbin' off
Please don't cut me off, girl I did you wrong
You've been fuckin' with me so long that it's rubbin' off

Copyright: BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Daystar Peterson, Javar A. Rockamore, Robert Reese, Theodore Thomas, Thomas Walker