Grande Marshall

Grande Marshall - Pull Up's Theme lyrics

rate me

First thing you ain’t

Last name shit nigga

But I rather to be a shit than to be a bitch nigga

And I rather not to be seen where they’’e meeting

We still lookin’ like new money

Yes pull up

And work off four wheels

Call me if you need more cocainr

Roll fast through the city I’m way passed

See Matt said he bet I was 112

That is all true

I started getting a nigga blue

Tell you what I’m gonna do

Get to it

Like my old hoes when I got some new ones

Hit the refresh button

Now we’re fuckin’ 2 times

She wanna exclusive

Fuck you on

Bring it back

So you know who has the stack on it

Met a fag homie

It ain’t even enough for discussion

Can I ?

I can tell I never heard of it

What the hell can I?

Rockin’ like he’s untied

Smellin' like good grade

And it's worth the price

It was grown indoors

And sold outside

This shit in town

You heard a nigga, didn’t you?

Hoppin’ in the water

And I’m splashin’ all

I’m dropping down the jail

But I don’t want to meet your man

Pullin’ up his ass

Talkin’ with his hands

If you said the wrong word

He’ll help you learn a slang

What I’m sayin’

My niggaz on the block

She got a call first

We don’t know you

We don’t question you

We gonna drive first

You cut the corner at your service,it was worth

Niggax look fraud but you know that truth hurts

Take a good girl and put her on some shit

Yeah I hear you

But can you do it on a dick?

Shorty said she had a chain

I really take it to hit him

You say a lot of shit, nigga sorry no offence

You got it out of the mud

I’m pride that my hustle can’t tell a nigga nothing

Shit!

Go sip with me and you can stand up

Don’t say we meet if you can’t stand up

This shit is deserved for the family

You ain’t gonna get it with your hand out

We put it work and make it happen

I’mma tell you something

You can’t tell me nothing

I got bitches that love me

Of course, they’ve been torned

We gangsta walking like these bitches wanna say something

Yeah,yeah what you’re feeling about that?

Put your hand on the chest

We gonna house that

Don’t come round with that

These is the square where you circumcise the mouse trap

My nigga called me and said they took his brother

They’re so fucked up

They got to have someone praying for them

Once he finds the whole town, bro I can’t call him

As long as we get it

Take it how it comes

Don’t say we meet if you can’t stand up

This shit is deserved for the family

You ain’t gonna get it with your hand out

We put it work and make it happen

I’mma tell you something

You can’t tell me nothing

Yeah, yeah, we’re getting money

Bet you knew that

Never let these bitch niggaz take what’s mine

Never do that

But thanks bro, you ain’t never lied

The shit is so stressfull

Niggaz wonder how you ain’t losing your mind

Niggaz track down in all ways

Shit ain’t been the same

But you know I’m nothing like the old days

Switchin’ on you niggaz

Switchin’ on you

Got to cut the numbers

Keep your eyes open

Free black four wheel shit

I’m always gonna shine

If you fuck boys, watch me

I feel like I came up

Feel like I came this

Niggaz wanna game 6

I’m tryin’ to sweap the city

I’m in my zone

You give me a shot, nigga

I take it

Don’t say we meet if you can’t stand up

This shit is deserved for the family

You ain’t gonna get it with your hand out

We put it work and make it happen

I’mma tell you something

You can’t tell me nothing

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