Lyrics:
There's some whores in this house (hol' up) I said certified freak, seven days a week Wet ass pussy, make that pullout game weak, woo! (Ah) Yeah,
Withdrawals, I'm the pullout queen at the money machine Story teller Don't tell em I show them Bank teller is my close friend Take a shit in grown men's mouth
so I had to go cook it Dashin my way to the cash like a bullet Pullout the camera you gon see me pose I'm gettin bread like I'm eatin toast I'm likin
And get it on right on the pull-out sofa I saw the sunrise, she closed blinds and She called me closer with her finger making signs, damn I pinned her
Bitch ich hab die Sauce wie X im Remix von icetray Bitch ich hab die Sauce Bitch ich hab das beste pullout Game Pull lean in sum Coca Cola Cup ich bin
(Haha, yeah) Get up out my phone if you ain't finna put out I promise you my blocking game is stronger than my pullout She said to me the album that I made
smoke bro We bulletproof We Margaret Thatcher I had your girl at mine on my pullout mattress I said I'm a rapper She said I was capping So why she
on the low, I can see it from afar Pull-out on her moon, but I'm aiming for the stars Yeah you know I'm highly infectious Fuck around you might catch this Broke
putting "that" in "there" Some say it's safe to use the pull-out method Bad advice to take 'Cause it's not effective 'Cause sometimes there sperm in
Left is a stain on the pullout couch That you sleep on at night Sleep or you're tight Slowly through my little room With the pictures of you Boy
condition Run outta work it's a crisis Get in dat water and pullout a pisces Got more flavor den spices Still got dat work same color as vikings I used
just to spite thee (Haha, yeah) Get up out my phone if you ain't finna put out I promise you my blocking game is stronger than my pullout She said to me
psyche, but my pull-out game is cray Keep it high-key, you would fight me, but can't find the words to say That I'm Spike Lee, to ya pipe dream, so do
thou dollar for my shawty Couple milli on my mama Feeling like a dracula Aint about the moneybag! Ima pullout Gbona feli feli likka jollof in a cooler
If I Could Go Back If I could go back I’d sleep on that pull-out couch Hear the heater kick on that was way too loud I’d listen to those top 40
die Don't give a fuck who your man is, put up a fight Don't put up your fists imma pull out a pipe That ain't my baby my pull-out game tight Cruisin
on Lakers Alien invaders running wild like a roller coaster I kill broke hoes who kinda feel entitled wimme When I pullout with a mac I keep on shooting my
off the talking bout! Swear I preferred The days when you were living on my couch But nowadays It's all the pullouts I can live without! She thinks that
talk Stare at my teeth and wonder when will they rot Then pullout all the one's that's left til they're gone Pick out all the things about me that's
hit raw she won't win the lottery Bitch please Pullout game stronger than this lemon squeeze Leave dat ho sour patch her up Watch her knees If she was
the weight of it all Trying to hold on through tiny machines Never been further, just inches between Your eyes shut, and I can't stop crying Pullout onto
all up on yo body You love the touch Know you like when i hit it rough Know you like when i pullout cash Getcho pussy wet Thats a fact Hard times in
go and take the seat next to me in the theatre Unless you wanna go home We can take it to the pullout couch and watch some Home Alone Or some Back
Feel like Rambo when i pullout my barz I don't care who's on top I kill anybody Look at de steez Earned with my do didn't take it from de trees North
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