Cut

My diamonds cut like some scissors, Shining and wet like a river

Might just gon' give you the shivers, I don't know nobody that would beg to differ

We don't classify as killers, Get to the ice, that's Vanilla

we good with yellow, that's Manila, Yeah, we headed straight up out the villa

I could choose the Ferrari or maybe choose the Maserati

I ain't really feeling so picky, She was feeling so sorry

And then she stepped on that Bacardi, And turned to a Barbie like Nicki

You was doing me wrong, Singing a whole different song

Get two in your back like you Ricky, You really been at it so cheap

Winning off the cheats, You getting the dubs like a Mickey