Pulling In The Car
Yeah, skirt
GhostFace in the building (Skirt)
GhostFace (Yeah)
I'm pulling in the car
And I'm going too far (Far)
And I'm going to be in the stars (Yeah)
I'm pulling in the car
And I'm going too far
And I'm trying to see the stars
And I wanna go far (Yeah)
All I wanna do is skirt, skirt (Skirt yeah)
GhostFace in the fucking building
Singing this shit
With Lilyarky and Nicholas Golde
Every single fucking day
I don't give a fuck
What I have to fucking say (Yeah)
Cause I'm pulling in the car
Cause I'm going really far
In the stars (Yeah)
I'm going to mars (Mars)
I'm pulling in the car skirt (Skirt)
I'm pulling in the car
I'm pulling in the mother fucking car
I'm pulling in the car
Every single fucking day (Skirt)
Going far
In the stars
And I'm heading to mars (Skirt)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm on dope
That's the only way
I call my car
I don't no fucking hoe
Fucking hoe
Yeah they too retarded
Yeah they are slow
But I would like to give them a boat (Yeah)
You know that I know how to fucking joke (Yeah)
I'm gonna tell you
I can make you choke (Yeah)
Let me grab ahold of your throat (Yeah)
And then grab the rum
Hang myself from the floor
I really can't stand these whores
I'm really on that moly (Yeah)
Most these girls think I'm ugly
And I don't give a damn
Don't give a fuck
Most of these bitches
Yeah there fucking sluts (Yeah)
Only want you for your money
What the fuck (Yeah)
I'm on dope
That's the only way I call (Yeah)
I don't need no fucking hoe
Fucking hoe (Yeah)
There retarded (Yeah)
They are slow (Yeah)
I'm do dope
That's the only way I call (I call)
I don't need no fucking hoe
Fucking hoe
There retarded (Yeah)
They are slow
Pull up in the boat (Skirt)
Yeah after the fucking party
I'm on moly
Yeah you say you wanna fuck Me
Let me touch your body
In the bedroom (Yeah)
We're acting naughty (Yeah)
Yeah me and Nick and Michael pull up (Skirt) (Yeah)
Pulling up in a spaceship with our gang
We all through the shit
Three musketeers and we ain't having it
And we got them guns
Pull them out for fun
And if you throw that fucking shit
Then bitch you'll be done (Yeah)
I'll blow your brains out (Yeah)
I'll make you numb (Yeah)
These bitches are done
Me and Michael and Nick pull up
(Skirrrrrttttttt)
GhostFace in the building (Skirt)
GhostFace (Yeah)
I'm pulling in the car
And I'm going too far (Far)
And I'm going to be in the stars (Yeah)
I'm pulling in the car
And I'm going too far
And I'm trying to see the stars
And I wanna go far (Yeah)
All I wanna do is skirt, skirt (Skirt yeah)
GhostFace in the fucking building
Singing this shit
With Lilyarky and Nicholas Golde
Every single fucking day
I don't give a fuck
What I have to fucking say (Yeah)
Cause I'm pulling in the car
Cause I'm going really far
In the stars (Yeah)
I'm going to mars (Mars)
I'm pulling in the car skirt (Skirt)
I'm pulling in the car
I'm pulling in the mother fucking car
I'm pulling in the car
Every single fucking day (Skirt)
Going far
In the stars
And I'm heading to mars (Skirt)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm on dope
That's the only way
I call my car
I don't no fucking hoe
Fucking hoe
Yeah they too retarded
Yeah they are slow
But I would like to give them a boat (Yeah)
You know that I know how to fucking joke (Yeah)
I'm gonna tell you
I can make you choke (Yeah)
Let me grab ahold of your throat (Yeah)
And then grab the rum
Hang myself from the floor
I really can't stand these whores
I'm really on that moly (Yeah)
Most these girls think I'm ugly
And I don't give a damn
Don't give a fuck
Most of these bitches
Yeah there fucking sluts (Yeah)
Only want you for your money
What the fuck (Yeah)
I'm on dope
That's the only way I call (Yeah)
I don't need no fucking hoe
Fucking hoe (Yeah)
There retarded (Yeah)
They are slow (Yeah)
I'm do dope
That's the only way I call (I call)
I don't need no fucking hoe
Fucking hoe
There retarded (Yeah)
They are slow
Pull up in the boat (Skirt)
Yeah after the fucking party
I'm on moly
Yeah you say you wanna fuck Me
Let me touch your body
In the bedroom (Yeah)
We're acting naughty (Yeah)
Yeah me and Nick and Michael pull up (Skirt) (Yeah)
Pulling up in a spaceship with our gang
We all through the shit
Three musketeers and we ain't having it
And we got them guns
Pull them out for fun
And if you throw that fucking shit
Then bitch you'll be done (Yeah)
I'll blow your brains out (Yeah)
I'll make you numb (Yeah)
These bitches are done
Me and Michael and Nick pull up
(Skirrrrrttttttt)
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Schuler
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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