Pull Up

Pull up, skirt
But you right for me, (but you to right for me)
Pull up, skirt
But you right for me (but you to right for me)
Pull up, skirt
But you right for me
Tell me now would you die for me?
Booties up for girls, but they ride for free
my hands with your eyes to see
Harass ya, no stress, uh
Don't make me come and go get ya
Harass ya, no stress, uh
Got bags on my knife to arrest ya
Nuff are greased with my people, them
Hopefully we will beat the ends
I told my girl that i ain't got time
Hopefully we will meet again
I don't want a rolling stone or train
All of my s'mores gotta hide my pain
I don't want a rolling stone or train
All of my s'mores gotta hide my pain
I'm not new to this but I'm new to you, girl
Said it already, I'm true to you, girl
In the trap, tryna get fruit to you, girl
It's straight truck money that i blew on you, girl
What it look like? Di wood, right?
Come ride on it like a push bike
What it look like? Di wood, right?
Come ride on it like a push bike
Pull up, skirt
But you right for me
Tell me now would you die for me?
Booties up for girls, but they ride for free
my hands with your eyes to see
Harass ya, no stress, uh
Don't make me come and go get ya
Harass ya, no stress, uh
Got bags on my knife to arrest ya
Nuff are greazed with my dawgy's then
I ain't been on none of the parties then
I've been grinding like there's no tomorrow
There's no time to borrow
My time's hardly spent
On my family or my friend, call, there's guala to me
Told my girl I ain't got time, I ain't hollered in days
Hoping that when I blow it's in the motion and
Overload, ghosting ain't emotional, uh
I'm plugged in like a charger
I ain't eating, man, or ramen getting magua
No longer on my life can't get harder
And hustlin' on the life of my mama
You wanna fuck with the good wood
You better give it to me like a real one should
Music arrest, take it to the trash to the girl's bed
'Cause they know that the kit's fresh
(Mummy)
Pull up, skirt
But you right for me
Tell me now would you die for me?
Booties up for girls, but they ride for free
my hands with your eyes to see
Harass ya, no stress, uh
Don't make me come and go get ya
Harass ya, no stress, uh
Got bags on my knife to arrest ya
Pull up, skirt
But you right for me
Tell me now would you die for me?
Booties up for girls, but they ride for free
my hands with your eyes to see
Harass ya, no stress, uh
Don't make me come and go get ya
Harass ya, no stress, uh
Got bags on my knife to arrest ya
Pull up, skirt
But you right for me, (but you to right for me)
Pull up, skirt
But you right for me (but you right for me)



Credits
Writer(s): Central Cee
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