Freddie Gibbs - Pull Up - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

01.01.2012

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[Hook: Young Jeezy] Know I've been drinking, smell like Marijuana People pulling me over, I'mma be a goner Every time we hook up, Smell like California She said "Baby make it happen" I'm bout to pull up on her I pull up, I pull up, I pull up I pull up, I pull up, I pull up I pull up, I said I pull up on her I pull up, I pull up, I pull up I pull up, I pull up, I pull up I pull up, I say I pull up on her With them copper tops and a Calico Lil 2-2-3 and lil' snub nose That 40 cal and that desert owl and that 38s'll set ya straight My weed strong and my money long And my bad bitch in my safe home Ain't no telling what I been drinking on Keep fucking riding, I won't make it home [Verse 1: Freddie Gibbs] I pull up like monkey bars, OG and sweet cigars Might just bust their brain when I pull that wet thing out my garage Bought that shit for the broads, souped up and supercharged Your main bitch a super freak, won't you send that on my regards My dank stanking everywhere I go, feds want a nigga head I know Nike box wa my piggy bank, I make a bitch faint with all the bread I blow Bend it over girl, head to toe, pulled it out and she's trained to go Bitch tripping, get 86'd if she don't suck a dick in my '84 My eyes red and my mask black and that loud pack, I just passed that And you dumb niggas get jacked then ain’t got the nuts to come blast back And I'm thugged out, stay tooled up big dolo straight jeweled up You rap niggas might talk tough, but they pulled off when we pulled up [Hook] [Verse 2: T.I.] I got 22s on that coupe, roof back on that 'rari Them hoes choose when I come through, if they were with you well I'm sorry We pulling up, hopping out, we pull 'em in, just point 'em out We going hard, they going in, we showing up and they showing out We throwing out that loose change, got bank rolls at blue flame Got 50 thousand in cheddar knots, it's like I'm still slanging that cocaine On fire like propane, kick it hard like Rogaine With a bitch who'll get a bitch, go ask a bitch "What's your name?" My nigga Jeezy know the little freaky hoes I got the ones who with it but it's a secret though In the presidential suite - all broads, we trade 'em like baseball cards Probably y'all broads, we ball hard, we pullin' up and it going down Been drinking all day, drunk as fuck, I got blunts of bubba kush going round [Hook]
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