Pull Up
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
I told her pull up
With a bottle of moscato got me shook up
I see clouds of marijuana when I look up
MMW be the gang you better pay up
You better pay up
I told her pull up
With a bottle of moscato got me shook up
Little Mami hot tamale got the re-up
MMW be the gang please don't play with us
Shit get dangerous
Baby please
it's just you and me
We got energy that energy that makes wanna scream
So why you teasin' me
You know you hot
Gelato hits the spot
With henny on the rocks
I want a private jet 'cause I don't fuck with TSA
I want a fuckin' Bentley and I need a fuckin' wraith
I'm gonna' make it happen give a fuck bout what they say
Niggas steady ready yeah we on the paper chase
Running fast to the money would've thought I was Usain
I told her pull up
With a bottle of moscato got me shook up
I see clouds of marijuana when I look up
MMW be the gang you better pay up
You better pay up
I told her pull up
With a bottle of moscato got me shook up
Little Mami hot tamale got the re-up
MMW be the gang please don't play with us
Shit get dangerous
Yeah
Ridin' through the city where my homies packing glow
With them 223s and Dracos baby
That's just how we roll
MMW and Trilly bitch we bout to hit the store
You gon' catch us in your city with your aunty and your hoes
Yeah
Got a couple pagans in a ditch and now you know
If I see you on the block
You ain't a friend then you's a foe
I could never trust a thot I still got brothers slanging coke
Bitch we really bout this shit
My momma told me "Finna Blow"
I told her pull up
With a bottle of moscato got me shook up
I see clouds of marijuana when I look up
MMW be the gang you better pay up
You better pay up
I told her pull up
With a bottle of moscato got me shook up
Little Mami hot tamale got the re-up
MMW be the gang please don't play with us
Shit get dangerous
I told her pull up
With a bottle of moscato got me shook up
I see clouds of marijuana when I look up
MMW be the gang you better pay up
You better pay up
Drivin' through the city coast to coast
Yeah niggas hatin' on me yeah you know how it goes
Yeah you know how it goes
Yeah you know yeah you know how it goes
Yeah you know yeah you know how it goes
Shit
Yeah
Yeah
I told her pull up
With a bottle of moscato got me shook up
I see clouds of marijuana when I look up
MMW be the gang you better pay up
You better pay up
I told her pull up
With a bottle of moscato got me shook up
Little Mami hot tamale got the re-up
MMW be the gang please don't play with us
Shit get dangerous
Baby please
it's just you and me
We got energy that energy that makes wanna scream
So why you teasin' me
You know you hot
Gelato hits the spot
With henny on the rocks
I want a private jet 'cause I don't fuck with TSA
I want a fuckin' Bentley and I need a fuckin' wraith
I'm gonna' make it happen give a fuck bout what they say
Niggas steady ready yeah we on the paper chase
Running fast to the money would've thought I was Usain
I told her pull up
With a bottle of moscato got me shook up
I see clouds of marijuana when I look up
MMW be the gang you better pay up
You better pay up
I told her pull up
With a bottle of moscato got me shook up
Little Mami hot tamale got the re-up
MMW be the gang please don't play with us
Shit get dangerous
Yeah
Ridin' through the city where my homies packing glow
With them 223s and Dracos baby
That's just how we roll
MMW and Trilly bitch we bout to hit the store
You gon' catch us in your city with your aunty and your hoes
Yeah
Got a couple pagans in a ditch and now you know
If I see you on the block
You ain't a friend then you's a foe
I could never trust a thot I still got brothers slanging coke
Bitch we really bout this shit
My momma told me "Finna Blow"
I told her pull up
With a bottle of moscato got me shook up
I see clouds of marijuana when I look up
MMW be the gang you better pay up
You better pay up
I told her pull up
With a bottle of moscato got me shook up
Little Mami hot tamale got the re-up
MMW be the gang please don't play with us
Shit get dangerous
I told her pull up
With a bottle of moscato got me shook up
I see clouds of marijuana when I look up
MMW be the gang you better pay up
You better pay up
Drivin' through the city coast to coast
Yeah niggas hatin' on me yeah you know how it goes
Yeah you know how it goes
Yeah you know yeah you know how it goes
Yeah you know yeah you know how it goes
Shit
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