Il testo della Glass cutter

This is a story about a one and only mother,
There never was before, and there'll never be another,
Heck-a motor scooter... so fine u wanna shoot her,
Dressed like butter, hold a cup-a glass cutter

Glass cutter

Ohhh... yeah!

This is a jam about a purple fantasy
Every man knows this how it's supposed to be
So sharp, make a brother heart go flutter
Dress holding on to a cup-a glass cutter

Mmm...glass cutter

Oww
Oww

It's about as hard as arabian math
Water drops dripping when you taking a bath
The towel unravel and it looks like gravel
All a brother can do is just laugh... (ugh!)

But under his breath, he gonna mutter,
But under his breath, he gonna mutter,
But under his breath, he gonna mutter...
Baby, got a cup-a glass cutter.

(clapping)

This about a mother got a brother sprung,
I looked up the word heaven... saw a picture of her tongue,
If she was a song, she'd be sung.

Sit around and i'll be a singer, so i can bring her -
Parmesan, cheddar, cheese... please.
U better believe she gets what she wants,
'cause i want just what she got.

I'm a new car, and she's a lot... a whole lot o' woman!

(clapping)

Girl got a case of 2 fine
She got it bad... and that's good.
I'm gonna tell her 2 her face... (gonna tell her 2 her face)
'cause another brother would...
When a mother make a brother heart go flutter.

Dressed like butter,
Cup-a glass cutter
Dressed like butter,
Cup-a glass cutter

U make my heart go flutter,
Cup-a glass cutter
U make my heart go flutter...
Glass cutter.