Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pull Up Game Crazy, artist - Childish Major. Album song Dirt Road Diamond, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 04.09.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Humility City
Song language: English
Pull Up Game Crazy |
Yeah |
We on the bus right now, somewhere in Portland, Oregon |
It’s clear that y’all can hear, yeah |
When I pull up on that ass, B, come outside, ayy |
Ayy, when I pull up on that ass, B, come outside, yeah, ayy |
And she so nasty, man, she let me do the shit in the ride, yeah, ayy |
And so she nasty, man, she let me do the shit in the ride, yeah, yeah |
Like we back in high school and fuckin' on them backroads |
Used to have the Camry and a Tammy and some burnt CDs |
Jagged Edge and Pretty Rick get her wetter, it seems |
She be so sweet when we in class, but after school she a freak |
Passin' everything, but when we meet, don’t mind double Ds |
Backseat, ass in my lap, and I’m grippin' her weave |
Next day she let me know what she see in her dreams |
I just like to be free, ayy, I don’t know what we be |
When I pull up on that ass, B, come outside, ayy |
Ayy, when I pull up on that ass, B, come outside, yeah, ayy |
And she so nasty, man, she let me do the shit in the ride, yeah, ayy |
And so she nasty, man, she let me do the shit in the ride, yeah |
Fast forward, can’t even afford a Honda Accord but still on MARTA |
Pull up on sombody’s daughter, one must make a way from nada |
Money talks and ain’t got a lot of, so I gotta make it count |
Might stay a couple nights before I get back on that route |
And I appreciate the love when I was feeling in doubt |
And I appreciate the love when I was surfing on couch |
I tell you all my dreams and how I wanna be free |
You understand what I see, and you just let me be |
But when I pull up on that ass, B, come outside, ayy |
Ayy, when I pull up on that ass, B, come outside, yeah, ayy |
And she so nasty, man, she let me do the shit in the ride, yeah, ayy |
And so she nasty, man, she let me do the shit in the ride, yeah |
I’m grown as hell now and got my own crib, I let her pull up when she feel |
These days my life is on stilts, my mood be higher than a bill |
I can feel this shit is real, when I press she be like, «Chill» |
Even though I own a car, she be tryna steal the wheel |
And ain’t nobody perfect with some mileage, shit, she still a diamond |
And don’t be pressin' me when I’m workin', she out there grindin' |
She got similar dreams and she just wanna be free |
I understand what she see, and I ain’t gon' press us to be |
But when I pull up on that ass, B, come outside, ayy |
Ayy, when I pull up on that ass, B, come outside, yeah, ayy |
And she so nasty, man, she let me do the shit in the ride, yeah, ayy |
And so she nasty, man, she let me do the shit in the ride, yeah |