paroles de chanson Pull Up - Rich Homie Quan feat. Young Thug
We
bout
to
pull
up
Who
you
pullin
up
with
Rich
Homie?
(Young
Thugger)
I'm
talkin
bout
thats
my
muhfuckin
brother
Lets
go
lets
go
Magic
City,
Follies,
Bitches
wildin,
make
me
pull
up
Molly
cleaner
than
a
stylist
make
me
pull
up
If
a
nigga
come
round
talkin
bout
me
Best
believe
my
nigga
gon
pull
up
Chopper
dancin',
it
gon
make
your
bitch
ass
pull
up
Pull
up,
Pull
up,
Pull
up,
Pull
up,
Pull
up,
Pull
up,
Pull
up
Pull
up,
Pull
up,
Pull
up,
Pull
up
Next
thing
you
know
a
nigga
pulled
up
Next
thing
you
know
a
nigga
pulled
up
Next
thing
you
know
a
nigga
pulled
up
Next
thing
you
know
a
nigga
pulled
up
Pull
up,
Pull
up,
Pull
up,
Pull
up
{Rich
Homie
Quan}
Pull
up
on
that
nigga
with
a
new
car
Then
I
might
pull
up
on
'em
in
they
boo
car
Fuck
one,
I'ma
ull
up
with
two
glocks
Still
throwin'
money
in
the
shoebox
Still
got
hoes
on
the
south
side
Offset,
24's
make
it
low
rides
Talk
shit,
I
shoot
out
booth
eyes
I've
done
did
a
lot
of
shit
they
don't
know
bout
Me
and
Thugger,
and
we
got
a
hunnid
bitches
on
the
way
I
got
brothers
who
grew
up
in
them
tranches
without
a
thang
Without
my
name
wouldn't
be
shit,
thats
why
they
hatin'
Thank
you
Lord
made
it,
I
made
it
and
when
it
come
to
strip
clubs,
my
favorite
{Rich
Homie
Quan,
Young
Thug}
Magic
City,
Follies,
Bitches
wildin,
make
me
pull
up
Molly
cleaner
than
a
stylist
make
me
pull
up
If
a
nigga
come
round
talkin
bout
me
Best
believe
my
nigga
gon
pull
up
Chopper
dancin',
it
gon
make
your
bitch
ass
pull
up
Pull
up,
Pull
up,
Pull
up,
Pull
up,
Pull
up,
Pull
up,
Pull
up
Pull
up,
Pull
up,
Pull
up,
Pull
up
Next
thing
you
know
a
nigga
pulled
up
Next
thing
you
know
a
nigga
pulled
up
Next
thing
you
know
a
nigga
pulled
up
Next
thing
you
know
a
nigga
pulled
up
Pull
up,
Pull
up,
Pull
up,
Pull
up
{Young
Thug}
Ima
hit
it
from
the
back
Ima
pull
up
on
a
nigga
with
a
bitch,
pussy
wetter
than
a
lake
Young
Quan
got
a
nigga's
bitch
Clamped
to
the
seat
in
the
back
of
the
new
car,
no
pay
Got
more
loud
than
a
parade
No
copy
but
her
face
i'll
paste
Hoes
fight
[?]
like
a
race
Chop
a
nigga
in,
body
3,
no
way
Young
nigga,
diamond
like
a
I
go
to
maize
Skeet,
skeet,
skeet
(nut
in
your
face)
Swear
to
God
I
think
a
blunt
came
with
my
shoes
(Thats
the
way
the
laced)
Get
the
fuck
out
my
face
and
pull
up
to
{Rich
Homie
Quan,
Young
Thug}
Magic
City,
Follies,
Bitches
wildin,
make
me
pull
up
Molly
cleaner
than
a
stylist
make
me
pull
up
If
a
nigga
come
round
talkin
bout
me
Best
believe
my
nigga
gon
pull
up
Chopper
dancin',
it
gon
make
your
bitch
ass
pull
up
Pull
up,
Pull
up,
Pull
up,
Pull
up,
Pull
up,
Pull
up,
Pull
up
Pull
up,
Pull
up,
Pull
up,
Pull
up
Next
thing
you
know
a
nigga
pulled
up
Next
thing
you
know
a
nigga
pulled
up
Next
thing
you
know
a
nigga
pulled
up
Next
thing
you
know
a
nigga
pulled
up
Pull
up,
Pull
up,
Pull
up,
Pull
up
{Rich
Homie
Quan,
Young
Thug
I
don't
know
none
of
these
nigga
All
my
niggas,
they
battle,
best
believe
they'll
(pull
up,
pull
up)
I
ain't
even
stunt
a
bit
But
if
she
want
dick,
best
believe
Ima
(pul
up,
pull
up)
And
Ima
pull
up
with
thst
latest
Bentley
With
your
lady
with
me,
make
her
mini
skirt
(pull
up,
pull
up)
Ima
try
and
make
it
hurt
(pull
up,
pull
up)
LeBron
at
the
baseline
(pull
up,
pull
up)
I
don't
know
none
of
these
people
I
don't
know
none
of
these
people
I
don't
know,
I
don't
know
I
don't
know,
I
don't
know
Got
a
check
by
my
side,
how
you
fell
Thug?
And
I
swear
I
don't
know
nothin'
bout
these
niggas
Know
nothin'
bout
these
bitches,
nah
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