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 Gla*s Cutter Gla*s 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 Gla*s Cutter Mmm…Gla*s 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 Gla*s 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 Gla*s cutter Dressed like butter, Cup-a Gla*s cutter U make my heart go flutter, Cup-a Gla*s Cutter U make my heart go flutter... Gla*s Cutter.