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letra de pull up - h.r.o

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pull up lyrics
[verse 1: hro]
we made plans, but i pulled up high as f-ck
high as f-ck, in my lv jacket weed is tucked
we ain’t made plans, but i pull up get my d-ck sucked
we ain’t made plans, talkin’ sh-t, i’ll smack ya mans
central, we are sigmas, we don’t need your f-cking fans
when you see us, we’re like father, we stretch ya hands
yung god in the cut, ugly god already took the name
b-tch, how the f-ck you talk about my song?
yours are lame, b-tch
how the f-ck you talk down on my song?
yours all sound the same, b-tch
i’m never going to jail, if i do it’s all framed, b-tch
you see me in a mugshot, it’s all shame, b-tch
you see me in court, it’s gucci mane, b-tch

[chorus: finndabin]
yeah, yeah, yeah
pull up, pull up, through the golden doors
i pull up and the jewels on the floors
my name’s bin, i got some flaws
we ‘bating this sh-t like wheels and doors
i got my flow, you already know
chillin’ here with yung god ‘ro
we chewing, eating sh-t, like a motherf-cker yung god po
pull up, pull up, through the golden doors
i pull up and the jewels on the floors
i pull up, through the golden doors
and my name’s bin and i got some flaws
we ‘bating this sh-t like wheels and doors
wheels and doors, we got some flaws
[verse 2: hro]
that’s a weight pack, you ain’t bulletproof
got a shotgun up on that roof
you might need a spoof, let me show you what these bullets do
hunting for witches, fool
expensive cars, ride in some ditches, fool
your expensive car, can’t replace your b-tches, fool
your expensive car can’t get stitches
can’t get stitches, you can’t get b-tches, fool

[outro: hro & finndabin]
yeah, yeah
pull up, pull up, in the golden doors
pull up, pull up and the wheels and the doors
pull up, pull up, in the golden doors
drippin’ like a faucet
surfin’ on these b-tches, yeah
yeah, yeah
pull up, pull up, through the golden doors
i pull up and the jewels on the floors
my name’s bin, i got some flaws
we ‘bating this sh-t like wheels and doors
i got my flow, you already know
chillin’ here with yung god ‘ro
we chewing, eating sh-t, like a motherf-cker yung god po

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