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- Mulatto Pull Up 歌詞
- 21 Savage Mulatto
- Diego diego hitmaka b-b-bankroll got it
Yeah pull up drop the top hopped out on a opp skrrt
Brought the baby glock b***h I came to mop pew pew pew
Pocket full of knots I get racks a lot
Birkin for the chop got these b***hes shocked
I like them d**e boys with them rolls
I cant beef with hoes nah
Rock chanel with my white toe
And we speak in code shh
I like them d**e boys with them rolls
I cant beef with hoes nah
I might boot up with my hoes
Make her eat it slow yeah yeah
I might slap the s**t out a b***h
Caught him playin around playin around
I rock prada f**k with ballers
That be movin pounds trappers
Make that n***a ice me out
These hoes gon f**k for free though
Free though
I get chips like cheetos
1942 no tito nah
B* **h Im quarantine clean
You cant touch me with gloves
N***a rollin off a bean
Tryna shoot up the club shoot up the club
Hate when silly hoes talk crazy on
The gram b***h get your bag up
Im a city girl with the backend
Cant wait to go and act up
Yeah pull up drop the top
Hopped out on a opp skrrt
Brought the baby glock b***h
I came to mop pew pew pew
Pocket full of knots
I get racks a lot
Birkin for the chop
Got these b***hes shocked
I like them d**e boys with them rolls
I cant beef with hoes nah
Rock chanel with my white toe and
We speak in code shh
I like them d**e boys with them rolls
I cant beef with hoes nah
I might boot up with my hoes
Make her eat it slow 21 yeah yeah
I got ms for days I like sticks and ks 21
Im a real stepper
I dont stand in line for js on God
If thats your shooter
I hope you paid him minimum wage 21
Caught his BM at the stop sign
She said she go both ways on God
Im big 4l and they know that 21
Run up on me Ima blow that straight up
Please tell me where the opps at straight up
Cause they never be where the hoes at p***y
Whats your advance I blow that p***y
Hunnid round drum n ***a hold that p***y
I take a wock when I pour that 21
Them n***as drink green with they broke-ass 21
Chrome heart jeans with the racks in em facts
All my spots got plaques in em facts
All my cars got straps in em big facts
All my songs got facts in em bigger facts
All my opps got rats with em 21
Slaughter gang Ill stick an ax in em 21
Never been friendly I dont dap n***as 21
I dont want a grammy Im a rap n***a 21
Yeah pull up drop the top
Hopped out on a opp skrrt
Brought the baby glock b***h I came to mop
Pew pew pew
Pocket full of knots I get racks a lot
Birkin for the chop got these b***hes shocked
I like them d**e boys with them rolls I
Cant beef with hoes nah
Rock chanel with my white toe and we speak in code shh
I like them d**e boys with them rolls
I cant beef with hoes nah
I might boot up with my hoes
Make her eat it slow yeah yeah
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