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Trillville Lyrics

"Some Cut (Edited Version)" lyrics


[Chorus]
What it is yo, ah what's up (what's up)
Can a playa just keep in touch (in
touch)
Crunk you up like you ain't been
crunk (crunk up)
Show us all how to really give it up
(oh yeah yeah)
Well give me you number and I'll call
(I'll call)
And I'll follow that thang in the mall (in
the mall)
Take you home, so we can do it all
(do it all)
While I'm -- down your walls (oh yeah)

[Verse One]
This your boy Mr. Funkadelic, what's
the business baby
I've been eyeing you all day in the
mall miss lady
You looking good, I think I seen your
-- in the hood
With your friends dressed up, trying to
front if you could
But anyway, gone and drop a number
or something
So I can call you later on, on your
phone or something
Take you home, and maybe we could
-- or something
It's no limits to what we do, cause
tonight we --, -- busting
-- something viscious
With your l-- to the ceiling, catch a --
someting serious
You delirious, or might I say you -- so
delicious
With your pretty brown skin, like I'm
enjoying your kisses
And you ah certified -- doctor
Number one staller that takes -- -- and
won't holler
-- you over and I"ll follow you straight
to the room
Where it goes down lovely in the
Legion of --

[Chorus]

[Verse Two]
You know the deal before a playa
even stepped
Damn that -- hot, seems like it's gone
melt
You know I give it to you til you run
out of breath
Then -- all over yourself
The first time I called, you were
juggling on my --
In and out of your --, I was -- --
Had your -- breaking laws for a player
was the cause
And every time you seen a G you was
slipping off your --, I recall
I met your -- at the mall, in the fall
You the one with the dress on, let me
take you home
Show your -- how to get it crunk, up
in the --
Crunk you up like you ain't been --
-- then to the side (side) to the front
Turn around, you down to ride
I -- them thighs, anyway that you want
me
So gone see about a pimp and that
monkey
And that's fo' sho'

[Chorus]

[Verse Three]
What's the business baby, can I get
in them --
I like the way your hands rub against
my --
Cause you the one, a -- met at south
dekalb mall
With your pretty brown skin, thick
thighs and all
135 petite, and your smell is unique
Maybe we can exchange numbers
and hook up in the week
Oh, You a freak, I knew it from the
first time I saw you
The way you played with your
tongue, I knew right then I would call
you
So what it is, they call me Don P from
the ville
And I'ma tell you like this, cause a
playa so real, and stay trill
Cause all I wanna do is just --, with
that -- in the air, and the -- --
And I feel, you love to do it up on a
hill
Take every -- cuz you love how it feel
So girl chill, and shut your mouth just
for a minute
While I -- you on your back and my --
all in it

[Chorus]


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