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(Wheezy Beats) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Nigga, what Yeah Ayy, yeah I know all my whips are foreign, I know all your bitches boring I know I gained me some weight when I was tourin' Fresh and clean, like a newborn I wet that bitch and then wet yours I ride that beat with no insurance (What you tell 'em Thugger) Pull up on a kid, pull up on a kid (woo) Pull up on a kid, pull up on a kid (skrrrrrt) Pull up on a kid, pull up on a kid (woah) Pull up on a kid, baby, pull up on a kid (woah, skrt, skrt) Pull up on a kid (pull up, pull up, pull up) Pull up on a kid (pull up, pull up, pull up) Pull up on a kid (what, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) (YSL, Thugger, Thugger, baby) Ooh, she bad, yeah, she bad, yeah, she bad, yeah Michael Jackson (Jackson), Freddy Jackson, check my jacket, yeah Balmain jeans (fresh), extended tees, that my swag, yeah Bad bitch (swag), no, I'm loaded, so they taxin' yeah Write it off (Sheesh), hold it (hold up. hold up) Make her come back, like she owe me, she know it I tapped on that ass and she turned 'round and show it, oh lord Moved out of Miami, now she think, she Zoein' (what) They know her (what else?) They taught her, they showed her (woo) Fresh as a peppermint (I'm clean), grease 'em like sandwiches (ooh) Almost couldn't handle it (woah, woah), I don't establish it (no) Poppin' these Xannies, these Perkies I'm drinking that Lean, and I'm smoking that good (sheesh) Told that lil' bitch I want to see her topless, just like a hood Pull up on a kid, pull up on a kid (woo) Pull up on a kid, pull up on a kid (skrrrrrt) Pull up on a kid, pull up on a kid (woah) Pull up on a kid, baby, pull up on a kid (woah, skrt, skrt) Pull up on a kid (pull up, pull up, pull up) Pull up on a kid (pull up, pull up, pull up) Pull up on a kid (what, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) (Yak) OG, yeah, yeah, yeah Woo, green, green Ha, slatt, yeah, yeah Clean, clean, Yak I'm back, where I motherfuckin' left at (woo) Minor setback for a major fuckin' comeback (woo) Rap the fuckin' show, rock and roll, that's a damn trap (yeah) Playin' with my slimes You won't make it out the exit (slatt, slatt, slatt) Mr. Brazy Ho (Ho), Mr. Brazy Ho (Ho) Anybody can get it (anybody), eeny-meeny-moe (eeny-moe) I'm the same nigga, used to pull up on the mail truck (ha) If you ask me, it feel good (Yak) Pull up on a kid (slatt), pull up on a kid (slatt) Pull up on a kid (yeah), pull up on a kid (skrrrrrt) Pull up on a kid, pull up on a kid (woah) Pull up on a kid, baby, pull up on a kid (woah, skrt, skrt) Pull up on a kid (pull up, pull up, pull up) Pull up on a kid (pull up, pull up, pull up) Pull up on a kid (what, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Writer(s): Jeffery Lamar Williams Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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