Anderson .Paak – Cut Em In (ft. Rick Ross) (Audio, Lyrics)

Anderson .Paak unveils “Cut Em In” featuring Rick Ross. Listen, stream, buy, mp3 download, read the lyrics to the song produced by Corbett, Hit-Boy & G. Ry.

Anderson .paak Cut Em In

Hit-Boy is responsible for Anderson .Paak’s “Cut Em In,” a single featuring the boss Rick Ross. Hit-Boy isn’t the only producer on the single as he’s joined by G. Ry and Corbett who help craft a top-tapping, upbeat beat that pairs well with the varying styles of Paak and Rozay.

Lyrically, “Cut Em In” is a track all about money and luxury, but not in the typical fashion that hip hop offers. “Cut Em In” comes a week after Anderson .Paak dropped off his “Lockdown (Remix)” featuring J.I.D, Jay Rock, and Noname, and these string of releasing have fans begging for the Ventura and Oxnard hitmaker to release a new project sooner than later.

Anderson .Paak – Cut Em In (ft. Rick Ross) (prod. Corbett, Hit-Boy & G. Ry)

Lyrics

[Intro: Big Sean & Anderson .Paak]
(G. Ry got me)
(Hit-Boy on the beat so, bitch, you gotta go berserk)
Yeah, yeah, okay, hmm

[Chorus: Anderson .Paak]
Sometimes you need a friend
Not the ones that just show up and don’t put nothin’ in
You know the ones that lend a hand and wanna see you win
When you come up on a lick, make sure you cut ’em in
And then, huh
Sometimes you need a foe (You need a foe)
One that keep your eyes open, keep you on your toes
You know the ones that wanna keep you where you been before
But I can’t go (No, I can’t go), no, I can’t go (No, I can’t go)
And woah, huh
Sometimes I need a check (Check)
Not the sneakers but the ones that make you watch your step (Make you watch your step)
Fuck your chain, fuck your name, how ’bout your respect?
Givin’ more than what I get, expectin’ nothing back
In fact (Nothing back)

[Interlude: Anderson .Paak]
You know I sat down with my accountant
He said, “I got good news and I got bad news” (Okay)
I said, “What’s the good news?”
He said, “The good news is you made a lot” (Whoa, okay)
I said, “What’s the bad news?”
“The bad news is you spent more”
Okay, oh, shit, look

[Verse 1: Anderson .Paak & Rick Ross]
Huh, sometimes you need the faith (You need to pray)
Sometimes you need to know your worth, sometimes you need to wait (May need to pray)
Shoot like the Golden Boy, but ain’t from the Bay (I make it rain)
You can’t negotiate with Dre, you gon’ have to pay (You gon’ have to pay)
But wait (Wait, wait)
Juggin’ on the main stage, fuckin’ up the main frame
Loosen up your face, baby (Ah)
Sometimes I need a vacay (It’s the biggest)
Meditate, hydrate
Protect my energy before engagement (Huh)
(Maybach Music)

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
Grew up havin’ nothing, you’re labeled impatient (Huh)
But once the boss made it, you labeled amazin’
Meticulous with words, that’s your force of nature (Boss)
I don’t wanna seem absurd, but that boy’s a gangster
Foc-focusin’ on me, way from Tel-Aviv (Tel-Aviv)
Barbados with the hustle, pockets [?zelotes] [1:43] (Woo)
Distinctive destinations all I wanna see (See)
Oceanfront residences, three different ones a week
‘Cause I deserve that (Deserve that), it’s time to learn that (Learn that)
Mess around and put that thing up where your perm at (Your perm at)
Six figures every year, yeah, I earned that (I earned that)
At the front of this line is where my turn at, huh
(Maybach Music)

[Chorus: Anderson .Paak]
Sometimes you need a friend (Need a friend)
Not the ones that just show up and don’t put nothin’ in (Nothin’ in)
You know the ones that lend a hand and wanna see you win (See you win)
When you come up on a lick, make sure you cut ’em in (Cut ’em in)
And then (Huh)
Sometimes you need a foe (You need a foe)

[Verse 3: Anderson .Paak]
Oh
Men gon’ lie (Oh), women gon’ lie (Oh)
You lookin’ for the truth, then the numbers don’t hide (Oh)
Lookin’ for the root of all evil, then you need to go
Open up the briefcase, see it with your eyes (Oh)
Everybody claim to be greatest of all times
But they never spend a day in the rain in the front line (No lie, no lie)
Uh, stop playin’ on my phoneline
Shoot, lock and load, pull up in the space coupe
With the roof optional, wonder why they follow suit
I’ve been groomed from the womb, came out of my mama coochie
With some brand new tennis shoes, faster than the speedin’ bullet

[Outro: Anderson .Paak]
Nah, nah, nah, it’s cool, it’s cool, it’s cool (Don’t play with it, baby)
Say what you gon’ do with that (Stop playin’ with it, baby)
Turn around, if you don’t do it now (Don’t play with it, baby)
Exactly, yeah, ’cause you’re not built like that
It’s not a game