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Kutt Calhoun Album


Raw and Un-Kutt (06/08/2010)
06/08/2010
1.
The Deal (Intro)
2.
That's Kutt Calhoun (feat. Jerita Streater)
3.
Get Kutt
4.
Naked (Boom Boom Room) (feat. Tech N9ne & Krizz Kaliko)
5.
Only Knew (feat. Bishop Young Don & D-Skanless)
6.
Buy the Bar (feat. Nesto The Owner)
7.
Flip Cam (performed by 816 Boyz)
8.
Kansas City Shuffle
9.
Hey Hey Hey (Raw and Un-Kutt)
10.
Calm Down (feat. Stevie Stone & Riv Locc)
11.
Flip It Ova
12.
She Wants Me (feat. Irv da Phenom & Too Short)
13.
Laughing Stock (feat. Craig Smith)
14.
You Don't Wanna Funk (feat. BG Bulletwound & E-40)
15.
Redemption (feat. Joe Budden)
16.
Dark Knights (feat. Brotha Lynch Hung)
17.
Somethin's Gotta Give (feat. Tech N9ne)
18.
Calling My Name (feat. Barbara Ward)
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Same O.G. (feat. BG Bulletwound; Strange Music pre-order digital bonus track)
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The Deal (Intro)

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That's Kutt Calhoun

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Get Kutt

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Naked (Boom Boom Room)

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Only Knew

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Buy the Bar

[No lyrics]

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Flip Cam

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Kansas City Shuffle

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Hey Hey Hey (Raw and Un-Kutt)

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Calm Down

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Flip It Ova

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She Wants Me

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(Kutt Calhoun)
I felt that is was very, completely necessary,
For me to get to addressing these niggas in a hurry,
They woofing like they scary, but they pussyer than fairies,
But they sweeter than Ben & Jerry's, I'd hate to bust your cherry,
But I don't really carey, my ego's in the airy,
So if you feeling lucky, step to me and I will bury,
You in the cemetary, for thinking that you're sharing,
Existence with a real nigga you should all be wary,
I'm touring like the Beatles, winning everywhere that we go,
There's a woman in every state that will suck on my libido,
The hood is all my peoples, so I'm never incognito,
I got money, I got hoes like as tall as a cathedral,
You think I'm blowing smokey, you niggas would of told me,
If you knew another redder respresenter from the "show me",
KC is my dominion, and this is my opinion,
I dont need a clarification listen to what come in it go,

(Chorus)
Money, naked women, HOES!
Crilla's full of CLOTHES!
Laughing on 'em like,
ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
We got Phantoms, Bentleys, Maybachs, Rolls,
They that SLOW!
We be laughing on 'em like,
ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

(Craig Smith)
Mr. Smith!
KC know I'm, Dragonball Gohan,
Ain't a sucka but haters could blow on, trees,
Oh I'm, so pleased, ladies say I'm so fine,
Got a religion with me like the Q'uran
Call me Moses, I'm laying the law
Ten ways you could look like money, I look like a mob,
Style is infectious, y'all better protect ya hearts,
I'm coming at your chest like a necklace,
Is it the images in my inner eye,
Or is it the truth, I'm sitting high nigga in the sky,
In a minute I'll, be on another planet,
You wish a nigga would, wish granted,
Your choice wanna ride with a fly boy?
Or die, get your mind right or get a job boy,
Go and plot in the mob, Footlocker,
And If I ain't got it I'ma get it, Waka Flocka

(Chorus)

(Kutt Calhoun)
So there you have it my niggas, a special delivery,
Ge-get slapped silly and the rest is a memory,
Best in the middle be, par-par-partying all off the time
With some Sprite and lemine(lemon/lime?) in my Hennessy,
Looking at you ?? feeling inglorious
We warriors why in the world would you war at us?
Laughing at you little doolittle faggots who can't even stomach us throwing up,
Why think about showing up?
To the majors when your talent is minor, now think about it,
Payless verses fitted designer, forget about it,
This is just a reminder, I've been about it,
I eat beef and I'ma style when I'm In-N-Out it, HA
Now you knowing exactly how we do's it
Don't confuse it, courtesy of Strange Music, HA
Pimpin' all of my party people to the new shit,
Kutt Calhoun and Craig Smith live exclusive,

(Chorus)

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You Don't Wanna Funk

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Redemption

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Verse 1 (Kutt Calhoun)
Somebody gotta tell me why my pockets ain’t lined with nothing
Got me contemplating about doing the crime or something
I think about it three weeks, and all that I could come up with
Is liquor store hold-ups, back to drinking O.E.
Like somebody get shot up, gas tank is on E
And my bitch is on my heels, but this ain’t where she want to be
Nigga, I can do better, keep running through my mind and
And now I’m locked in this room with some solitary confine shit
Plottin’ a quick come up, and thinkin’ ‘bout where my kid’s next meal gon’ come from
And nigga then it hit me, all I need is a ?custom? and mask to conceal me
Bring up massive destruction as this bad superhero
(?Days late to complete, with a kay drape in the feet?)
And a AK for the heat, not a safe place in the streets
Thinkin’ payback’s sweet and it’s time to punish y’all
Standing at the mirror as the blood howl, underdog

(Chorus) (Brotha Lynch Hung)
I don’t want to, do the things I do
But I want to, do these things to you
Yeah, I’ma have to bloody buddy
Motherfuckers won’t love me
I could really get ugly muddy
Silly like that putty Kutty
We gon’ have to get bloody plucky
Knocking him out like we go, he know, he go
Hard like mad niggas, bad superhero

Verse 2 (Kutt Calhoun)

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Somethin's Gotta Give

[No lyrics]

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Calling My Name

[No lyrics]

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Same O.G.

[No lyrics]

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