Pullin
Fat Joe
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Pulling out garages, broads, and credit cards Dodging all charges, clout chasers, and frauds We are not the same, I am a Martian, Marvin Bitches like, "Ay, let's get it on" Let's get it on, ow baby Coca Let's get it Joe Crack been slipping the feds since the 80's Moving that white boy, yeah, that's Slim Shady Pushing that D like Terry Flannery Uncle Drew with the rock, they couldn't handle me You niggas buying Dapper Dan out the Gucci store I was in Harlem dripping dap, serving Pookie raw Cold case unit want smoke, they tryna find leakers Only cold case I know holding time pieces Now that's a milli on a wrist The only chains that matter is the rock piece and this TS logo diamonds dripping on the Fashion Nova They like, "F*ck, these niggas ain't gong never be over" Pulling out garages, broads, and credit cards Dodging all charges, clout chasers, and frauds We are not the same, I am a Martian, Marvin Bitches like "Ay, let's get it on" Let's get it on, ow baby Woo, this is, yeah Let's get it Look, I'm still bumping Mike Jack Thriller (still) I put that on the gang and the man in my mirror (talk to 'em) I would never land of the side of foul niggas Where I'm from if they think that you ratting they might kill ya Rappers do time, come home, then sound different When them feds be them niggas ghostwriting they life sentence It's D-R-E, I f*ck models and roll with mobsters And I cook up beats like the Doc that's straight outta Compton, nig Pulling out garages, broads, and credit cards Crushing bottle bitches, divas, and ghetto stars We are not the same, I am a Martian, Marvin Bitches like, "Ay, let's get it on" Let's get it on, ow baby Let's get it on Let's love baby Let's get it I'm with several incredible bitches That's ready to do what I tell 'em to And that includes even beheading you I never knew how much you never knew of what you never knew I'm from the jungle not the petting zoo and you look edible Silencer on the Glock, 'cause I'm just tryna hold the noise You can hear a pin drop without hearing the bowling balls And the truth is hard to swallow, but not for my hoe at all Oh my gosh, she bought me flowers, I'm about to smoke 'em all (woo) Never had a white girl fetish, like my bitch kinda reddish With that white girl credit White sand by the kilo like a white pearl desert Y-M T-S's all white pearl letters, motherfucka Pulling out garages, broads, and credit cards Dodging all charges, clout chasers, and frauds We are not the same, I am a Martian, Marvin Bitches like, "Ay, let's get it on"
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Written by: Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr, Andre Harris, Joseph Cartagena
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