Ima Pull Up On Your Bitch Like Skrt lyrics
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fake, you better pull up on me I hope you feel the same when you see my face, you better pull up on me Ain't no backin' down, prepared to shake, you better pull up on me Now you wanna be my friend, no you ain't safe, you better pull up, homie Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up on m
Intro] Yea nigga What's up with all that Twitter shit nigga you was talking nigga? What you thought I was like the rest of these rap niggas nigga? Na nigga we gone catch you at the show nigga and beat the shit outcha 21 [Hook] Bitch nigga please Bitch nigga please Bitch nigga p
don't like, I don't like Fake niggas I don't like A f*** nigga, that's that shit I don't like, nah A snitch nigga, that's that shit I don't like, nah A bitch nigga, that's that shit I don't like, nah Sneak dissers, that's that shit I don't like Don't like, like, don't like, like
run up on ya bitch like Probably run up on ya bitch like Lord, can I get a bad bitch? High class whip, be above the average Headed north west, that two seater Kardashian Type to give me brain up in the red light traffic And keep ya head up, that 2Pac blasting
were mine for just awhile Now you're putting on the style And you never once looked back At your home across the track You're the gossip of the town But my heart can still be found Where you tossed it on the ground Pick me up on your way do
my love was good enough True happiness we knew Then fame and fortune came your way And made a change in you You’ll find your ladder of success Is not on solid ground And when it starts to tumble Pick me up on your way down Chorus: Pick me up when dreams are shatte
were mine for just a while Now you're puttin' on the style And you've never once looked back At your home across the track You're the gossip of the town But my heart can still be found Where you tossed it on the ground Pick me up on your way down Pi
when you thought you had it made You had a life your bills were paid But your heart was numb inside Abandoned by your foolish pride And this I know, nothing comes from shallow goals I've tried and you will find All your riches they come from inside And here it comes
Chorus] Help me, can you help me? I got fifty bags of gas, can you help me? I just cooked another brick, can you help me? Help me, can you help me? I pulled up in a Fisker then I pulled off in a Tesla Thought this shit was sweet, I left his ass on a st
ARI DA KID: I'm like whatever We like whatever JARREN BENTON: K-K-Kato on the track, bitch SY ARI DA KID: She like whatever I say whatever, however, whatever SY ARI DA KID: I'm like whatever, however, whatever We like whatever, howeve
Boomin' wants some more nigga I just pull up to the spot boy Like I'm fresh up off the lot boy Niggas say I do a lot boy Cause I'm spending cash money like a Hott Boy Stop thinking you the man, cause you not boy You be looking like them cops boy See you bitch a
Verse 1] I buy a new car for the bitch (for real) I tear down the mall with the bitch (for real) You can't even talk to the bitch (no) She f***ing with bosses and shit (on God) I pull up in 'Rari's and shit With choppers and Harley's and shit (for real) I be Gucci'd down, you wearin
coaster love, up and down she go Everyday this chick tripping in and out the door Yeah I keep these bitches high, got it for the low Out in France last month, but where I'm 'bout to go? I don't know, got too high a while ago I be chasing money, whip that big sea
Money Yeah Yeah Yeah... Like I done it before F*** on that bitch like I done it before F*** that lil bitch, you can have that lil hoe I pop a Xan with some Dussé and coke Like I done it before, she can’t talk cause this dick in her throat I’mma pour me four in the Fanta,
yeah, yeah Huh, huh Yeah, yeah, yeah Y'all ain't ready for this shit Y'all ain't ready Yeah, yeah, yeah Let's go, yo You ho's know I stay jig ROC wear sweat suits Type to pull up on your block 2G benz coupe and you know I ain't even got to s
finna make history Carol City in this m'f***a Lil' Pump, what's up? I started right where you at, nigga Fifty million later, ya hear me? Whoa Maybach Music All the hoes wanna suck dick All the hoes wanna f*** me All the niggas wanna hate, though Get whacked
welcome to my new shit My little homie, Levi chirped me Asked me how I do this Got a check for like 5 large I just spent that on some new kicks Yup, my ex see me on TV Ho, I swear I thought you knew this. Now, I made this for bad hoes Who act like they love m
up, kiedy Jamal tu po bicie hula To jest sound co cię nie rozczula Ej Miodula, powiedz jak to jest? Pull up, w twoją głowę teraz leci kula Więc odkręć ją i daj na full'a Ej Miodula, powiedz jak to jest? Twoje ciało mówi mi, że to jest właśnie ten dzień Ciągl
Too $hort] One time it’s by Lil’ Jon and the Eastside Boyz Who we talkin to man, who we talkin to Any nigga that act like a wha (bitch) Any any bitch that act like a muthaf***in (bitch) Any p**** nigga that’s a muthaf***in (bitch) I send this shit out to all y’all man F*** y’all p
girl] Yeah right, i ain't no motha f***ing hoe My home girl a hoe Shit nigga, i got my own shit And i'm tryin to get up on your mind nigga but shit. . . [kurupt] Just another day sunny c-a-l, try to pass and tell, I knew it was your bitch by the way her p**** smell,
I.A. M.I.A. M.I.A. Pull up the people, pull up the poor Pull up the people, pull up the poor Pull up the people, pull up the poor Pull up the people, pull up the poor Pull up the people, pull up the poor Pull up the people, pull up the poor Pull up the poor,
Shawty Callin, Why you call girl? She can't understand me she a fan girl Big bands, getting big bands But it come with a whole lot of bullshit Tracy keep a full clip Pull up on your bitch then I flex like I'm made to Pull up on your block with the squad like I hate you Work
just got a brand new whip in the yard You can drive it when you want but you gotta keep that top down for me I'm just tryna push this shit, don't start Up and down your boulevard, girl I had to pull you over for the jeans Look at that sexy body Look at that trunk in
again, yes indeed, my friend I can tell goin' together again I could be right, I could be wrong I feel nice when I sing this song And I don't mind, whatever happens is fine Baby likes to keep on playing What do I know, what do I know? Wilder than
got places to go, people to see Now you f***ing with a bitch like me Now you f***ing with a bitch like me Now you f***ing with a bitch like I got places to go, people to see Now you f***ing with a bitch like me Now you f***ing with a bitch lik
Intro] (it’s your boy blaq on Da Beat, Holla) Damn it’s been a long time since I did something like this So you know, when the opportunity comes, you gotta speak your heart Yeah, this one goes out to the public Let’s go [Pre-Hook] Pull up on the scene and I’m swaggin C
9 8 7 6 5 4 3 2 1 LET'S GOOOOOO. OH NOOOO. Can't stop the tickles. They call me Dr. Giggles. It's o-o-o-off the chizzle Fo' shizzle dizzle I'm bangin' with the b-o-t-o-dizzle With wiffles 'Cause I dribble like I'm rubbing on nipples. Gotta get out the pickle M
down those city streets, Waiting to get down, Won't you get your big machine, Somewhere in this town? Now in the parking lot garage, You'll find the proper place, Just follow all the written rules, You'll fit into the space. Pull up to my
Intro:] Established in New York City Girl you know where I met with I'm up early in the morning I got to get it, 'Cause I got to get it Yeah, I got to get it. [Verse 1:] Oh, I'm up early in the morning all these niggas sleeping Laid out, they're tired
she's been thinking what her daddy said How when you're winning, you got more friends But are they your friends if you fall they're gone? Something about those kind of people seems wrong Who's gonna be there when the phone call knocks her down?
it up... we gon' show, you how we party [Timbaland (whispering)] Up jumps da boogie [repeat 3X] [repeat all 4X] [Verse One: Magoo] I fiend for all beats, like girls jump for dicks Don't salt the next man, keep that Lindbergh shit Up in the
quot;Baby, Baby I'll get down on my knees for you, if you...." (repeat 5X) [Necro] Motherf***er you know the deal, How I rep up on this porn shit So yo! Suck it I lounge gettin blown by PJ sparks at key west I need breast like Sahara needs a
Yo, this blunt is for all the niggaz that was in the holdin pen with me in central booking Welcome to the system [Ha ha ha haaaa! Yeahhh! Motherf***ers! Coming to you live from Newark, New Jersey] [Hey Redman would you roll that blunt and
know you gotta feel this I'm on some real shit, I'm on some real shit, I'm on some real shit I know you gotta feel this I'm on some real shit, I'm on some real shit, I'm on some real shit I know you gotta feel this I'm on some real shit, I'm on s
s four in the mornin' We pass by your apartment And there's a candle in the window It's happened again And I don't know where it ends, but It always leaves me hollow The driver asks me which way to go And I'm starin' at my phone In this taxi cab So if you're worried
you see how long the party was? We're talking years here and did you say how long you kept it up? Be so much better When you finally decide to take them down. Your Christmas lights are the only ones still up in town. Twice as funny when you pull the pl
. Yeah.. Walk with me west coast Yeah.. Uh.. It's the coast to coast ''g'' on the check in Yeah.. Uh.. Ride.. Ride.. Ride.. Uh.. [Verse 1: Fabolous] If you ain't up on things Fabolous is the name, street fam is the game Screamin' 718 while them hammers bang Like bludda l
s blow out these city lights Let's just leave it all behind Get up where the air is still You can hear the whippoorwill Start a fire, pass the 'shine Won't be home till morning time Shout your name out in the wind Confess my love for you again Give you all
time for the land down under Two times for Mr. Worldwide Three times for the gorgeous Jessica I met a fellow at the bar I know he slipped me something strong Said won't you be my Valentine For the night... I said who do you think you're talking to? Before this girl gets
the prettiest thing that you ever did see You may not see her in the magazines But I know that she gotta be made for me Cause we fit together so perfectly Chorus Ohh she’s the baddest yeah, yeah she's the baddest(repeats2) I’m so impressed cause she got it all So beautiful I s
what can I say That song ain't got you like mines do I'm all up in your head I'm your favorite song C-c-can't stop the track girl Admit I got you R-running it back This your favorite song Ay, I'm always there when your tears fall on your pillow I'
on the catwalk, a big wheel is spinning And Dollars to Deutchmarks, and pennies from heaven And up on the catwalk, there's one hundred million With letters from thousands that say ``Just who are you?'' There's one thousand names that can spring up in my m
a night like this I am so glad you came around Hold on to me so tight And heat up some coffee grounds We got much to talk about And much to reminisce It sure is right On a night like this. On a night like this So glad you've come to stay Hold on to me, pretty miss Say yo
met a woman from another time I couldn't think But a drink from her eyes Was like water to wine She wet my dreams with her distinctive mind I search the desert for a treasure And a measure of life denied I'm driven by cars and guitars and her voice Ripping up and d
like I've been waiting so long for tonight 'Cause I just can't get you out of my mind Can you feel my heart beating so fast? Now you're here; no, there's no turning back Oh, I think I'm falling Can't hold on no more Enough is enough, enough is e
Night, I'm All Alone Sittin' Here Waitin' For Your Voice on the Phone Fever Turns to Cold, Cold Sweat Thinkin' About the Things We Ain't Done yet Tell me now, I've got to know, do you feel the same Do you just light up at the mention of my name?
Sunset Since the beginning it hasn't changed yet People fly high begin to lose sight You can't see very clearly when you're in flight It's high time that you found The same people you misuse on your way up You might meet up On your way down
comes Santa Claus Here comes Santa Claus Here he comes, here he comes Here comes Santa Claus Here comes Santa Claus Here he comes, here he comes Up on the housetop, reindeer pause Out jumps good old Santa Claus Down through the chimney with lots of toy
comes Santa Claus Here comes Santa Claus Here he comes, here he comes Here comes Santa Claus Here comes Santa Claus Here he comes, here he comes Up on the housetop, reindeer pause Out jumps good old Santa Claus Down through the chimney with lots of toys All f
know you Are tryin' to help me When you say the things you say But my head Can't wrap around it That there could be another way Open your eyes Now you can see I'm on my knees I'm hopeless You can give Up on me It ain't no thing Anyway
Intro] What time is it That time Every gyal, every gyal, every gyal, every gyal [Chorus] Girl I can see it pon your face Seh yo body a ball out fi some f*** Worst when yo wine up yo self an yo dash out yo hole Then yo turn it back way an stuck Whe
will be waiting for you at the end of this life So make your peace with it When you become a silhouette to the world There's no light to lead you in The colors that you love begin to fade away You'll find you never got what you gave F*** wishing for better days Complacent
long time ago I turned to myself And said, "You are my daughter." I saw that image I saw there was well "So you are my daughter." Well, then maybe we've got Something to talk about Who told you so? That gol
m stuck in the tardis Trapped in hyperspace One minute snake charming The next in another place All the right moves and Earn the right percent Watch me dance like a puppet You can almost see the strings Give me an answer Give me a sign I've been climbing up this
like the way you walk you got a giggle when you talk i like the way you talk you got a wiggle when you walk nothing you can do sure as one and one is two i'll be creepin up on you I'm gonna be your man you better understand be your pretty
Verse 1: GoldLink] Right, heaviest heaven, talk to the reverend But I know you bad as f*** and I'm tryna f*** And you know we perfect baby girl, look at us Make a young nigga cash out and run it up All that little booty in your trunk Make a man wanna s
mess we've made began to grow like a weed I've tryed to come back said it clear And tell me where have you been When I needed you so much,my dear Like a sick bird is dreaming of flying Once have tasted love we were drunk If i say I regret I will l
think about those better days I didn't know these evil ways Love and hate and jealousy Came and got the best of me Late at night I lie in bed And fight the fight inside my head I think it's time to put it down Get myself back on the ground Oh no Oh no This ain't what I
this old world Starts a getting me down And people are just too much For me to face I'll climb way up to the top of the stairs And all my cares Just drift right into space On the roof, it's peaceful as can be And there the world below Don't bother m
this old world starts getting me down And people are just too much for me to face I climb way up to the top of the stairs And all my cares just drift right into space On the roof, it's peaceful as can be And there the world below can't bother me Let me tell you now Whe
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