Valet

Lyrics
[Hook: Choirboy] Yeah he pull up, I pull up, I pull up on you I pull up, I pull up up up I pull up on you Pull up on you Pull up on you (?) with the (?) when I pull up on you (shut the boy, fuck up boy, (?) boy corner boy) Pull up on you we pull up on you (shut the boy, fuck up boy, (?) corner boy) We pull up on you Pull up on you pull up on you [Verse 1: Ouija Macc] God damn shawty is that yo body Make a motherfucker wanna snatch yo body When I pull up on you don't tell nobody When I pull up on ya might scare somebody I swear somebody I dare somebody Must (?) when I'm near somebody All these straps might drill somebody All these caps might peel somebody (I pull up, I pull up, pull up on you) Running with the gun in my shoe When I'm paying my dues (?) murder thy crew ooh I don't even wanna be rude when I pull up on you And he dripping like soup (ooh) Knowing imma do what I do I don't fuck with no rules when it come to my food (eating) Toof Gang is the season Glock got flu straight sneezing Put a poodle in a menstrual cycle Imma leave these pussies bleeding Say he with us don't believe him In the gutter where we leave him Ain't no motherfucking childs play ho Chucky ion do no chucky cheesin Pull up on em man we bleed em Let the cemetery keep him You a skinny little vegan How you talkin' bout you beefing huh (?) like an a-hole (?) like an a-hole Say my fucking name hoe Oh you (?) [Hook] [Verse 2: Choirboy] Man I Pull up to the party Shorty had a body Hit it on the patio And now she call me daddy Go fully for the family You know we tha Army Ain't nothing that could Harm me Ain't nothing that could Harm me Your people they ain't Valid tho Ain't nothing to be Sorry for You Give me a chance to right my wrongs I tell you I can't ant count em all Enie miney moe Pick a bitch up by da toe Pedaling that garbage but don't buy it doe They Lying doe .. Hardly awake but I can see the snake in you Running through flames wondering how we made through Talked to homeboy told me he just Made the news Knowing that he won't be home till 20 22 Let the thing sing Like you Doing a song with faith Evans Devil in the choir but when I'm on it they like thank heavens Turn the gospel into into fire Let the flames baptize ya Pull up with that pull up On you bitches like training diaper [Hook] [Verse 3: Nick Prosper] [Hook]
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Credits
- Writers
- Ouija Macc
- NICK PROSPER
- Choirboy