Lyrks
Lyrks
Lyrks
Cover Art

Cut Up Lyrics by Teddy Rycroft

Remedy EP

2017

[Intro]
Peter Stacks gon get it, yeah
Turn this mufucka up right now please
Yeah, Teddy, Tee Kravitz, ooh, yeah
[Chorus]
She said what'd you do that for
(ey, ey, ey)
Little mamma, drop it to the floor, ey
(drop it, drop it, woo)
We gon dance, yeah we gon grind some more, ey
(grinding, grinding, grinding, woo)
I brought reefer, we gon roll it up, yeah roll it up
(put that marijuana in the fucking air, woo)
[Verse 1]
Fam you know I'm coolin now (woo), the usual (yeah)
I been plottin tryna take you out (finesse), cuz you're so bad (so fly)
Eastern Market or hit Chinatown (the spot), yeah I go there
Woo, woo, woo, woo
Superfly (so fly)
Ey, four out of five people fuck with me (they do)
We could go and grab a cup of tea (oolong)
I wanna get in them dungarees (them drawers)
I wanna watch you making love to me (so sexy)
I got a nose for your pheromones
Baby, X and O, just a couple things we could do tonight (ooh)
Rose petals so the mood is right (so sexy)
Open window when the moon eclipse
[Chorus]
She said what'd you do that for
(ey, ey, ey)
Little mamma, drop it to the floor, ey
(drop it, drop it, woo)
We gon dance, yeah we gon grind some more, ey
(grinding, grinding, grinding, woo)
I brought reefer, we gon roll it up, yeah roll it up
(put that marijuana in the fucking air, whoo!)
[Verse 2]
I flex like I'm Rambo (Rambo)
I grab by the handful (hands)
Love when you do it to me (do it)
Shining like a candle (wax)
Spend a weekend by the blue beach (woosh)
Go head grab yo sandals (sandals)
Your kisses are too sweet (so sweet)
I want you like Uncle Sam do (yes)
And we bumping Frank Ocean Godspeed (ey Frank)
Smoking stank in the lobby (that dank)
Loving you that's my hobby (yeah)
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Charged up super saiyan (that's right)
Push your buttons I'm a player (that's right)
Skirt off on the day trip (peace out, beyotch)
[Chorus]
She said what'd you do that for
(ey, ey, ey)
Little mamma, drop it to the floor, ey
(drop it, drop it, woo)
We gon dance, yeah we gon grind some more, ey
(grinding, grinding, grinding, woo)
I brought reefer, we gon roll it up, yeah roll it up
(put that marijuana in the fucking air, woo!)
[Verse 3: Tee Kravitz]
Ey, ey, ey
Roll it up, yeah let's do that (do that)
Wave to me, I'm like who that
I don't need to know, that thing too fat
I might break my neck if I look back (ok)
Even though I'm like real chill
Tryna get to know you like for real (stay)
Baby girl tell me the deal
Tryna slide up in her then kill, kill, ey
What is you bout, what is you bout
What is you talking, ey
I'm all up on target, if it no money
Then me no regardin, ey
Hit me up on the late night (late night)
But it might be a different story in the daytime (ey, ey, ey)
[Chorus]
She said what'd you do that for
(ey, ey, ey)
Little mamma, drop it to the floor, ey
(drop it, drop it, woo)
We gon dance, yeah we gon grind some more, ey
(grinding, grinding, grinding, woo)
I brought reefer, we gon roll it up, yeah roll it up
(put that marijuana in the fucking air, woo!)
[Bridge]
(Baby) you know, you know that you (yeah) got it, got it, got it
(Baby) you so hot like some (yeah) salsa, salsa, salsa
(Baby) burn one up like a (yeah) rasta, rasta, rasta
(Baby) shrimp scampi with the (yeah) lobster, lobster, lobster
(Baby) I want you cuz you (yeah) naughty, naughty, naughty
(Baby) every beat I touch I (yeah) body, body, body
(Baby) cuddle up, drink a (yeah) hot toddie, toddie, toddie
(Baby) You can call me what you want (yeah) like Tommy, Tommy, Tommy
[Outro]
Yeah you know me girl, I'm a freak on the low (oh)
You could be the student and I'm the teacher
You could be the dominatrix wearing all Chanel leather (yeah)
Whipping, smacking, I'm sucking toes
T in the B if you know that I mean girl, woo (sheesh)
Take you out to Red Lobster, take you out to Gold Lobster
Every single motherfucking color lobster (dropping dollars)
Cuz I'm bad girl, I'm tryna treat you right girl
I'm tryna respect that big ol' booty
Big ol' clappers,you know what I'm saying
Bap, bap, bap, on that jont
I'm tryna get really freaky

About “Cut Up” by Teddy Rycroft

Read the complete lyrics to "Cut Up" by Teddy Rycroft from the album "Remedy EP" in 2017. On Lyrks you can follow along with the full text, explore the artist's discography, and discover related songs. The track is often categorized under Rap.

"Cut Up" is performed by Teddy Rycroft. from the album "Remedy EP" in 2017 This page provides the full lyric text for fans who want to sing along, study the songwriting, or compare versions across releases. Lyrks organizes lyrics by artist and song slug so you can bookmark and share a stable URL. Music lyrics help listeners connect with emotion, narrative, and rhythm in a track. Whether you are learning English, researching a favorite chorus, or preparing for karaoke, having accurate line breaks and section labels (verse, chorus, bridge) makes the experience easier. We link to the official artist profile on Lyrks where available, including biography snippets, top songs, and chart placements when we have that data. If you enjoy "Cut Up", explore more songs by Teddy Rycroft using the links below. Chart and trending pages on Lyrks highlight what listeners are searching for this week. For copyright or correction requests, see our DMCA and contact pages.

View all songs and biography for Teddy Rycroft · Trending lyrics · Billboard Hot 100

Frequently asked questions

"Cut Up" is credited to Teddy Rycroft. Songwriting credits may include additional writers listed on the release; check the credits section on this page for linked collaborators.

"Cut Up" appears on "Remedy EP" in 2017.

Visit the Teddy Rycroft artist page at /artist/teddy-rycroft for biography, popular tracks, and links to more lyric pages.