Pull up on it - Rob $tone

I hit ya bitch then pull up on it

I woke that bitch up in the morning, yeah

I start my whip up in the morning, God damn

So many I look gorgeous, yeah

A different bitch when shit get boring, God damn

A pretty bitch up in my other pad

I get a grip and then I blow it

I think she miss me, well too fucking bad

So many I look gorgeous, yeah

So many bricks, some being imported, then they going out

Ooh God damn, so many whips and each are foreign

Whip whip my wrist up like these motherfuckers orders

Ooh God damn, Ooh God damn, bitch I’m a quarterback

If any list come by my shit, they put me on it

I seen a bitch and think, «I want it»

Speak proper grammar for my bitch in California

Ooh watch out, ooh God damn, my money longer

If I ain’t need it, then bitch why the fuck you calling back

Get with this shit or just get going

That ain’t ya bitch, you can’t control it, where she going

She right back, on my lap, look how she throw it back

I get that, I understand that she ain’t going back

My conversations so explosive, she ignore ya tags

No complications when I want it, 'cause I own it now

Ooh God damn, I hit ya bitch then pull up on it

I woke that bitch up in the morning, yeah

I start my whip up in the morning, God damn

So many I look gorgeous, yeah

A different bitch when shit get boring, God damn

A pretty bitch up in my other pad

I get a grip and then I blow it

I think she miss me, well too fucking bad

Ooh watch out, ooh God damn, my money longer

If I ain’t need it, then bitch why the fuck you calling back

Get with this shit or just get going

That ain’t ya bitch, you can’t control it, where she going

She right back, on my lap, look how she throw it back

I get that, I understand that she ain’t going back

My conversations so explosive, she ignore ya tags

No complications when I want it, 'cause I own it now