[Verse 1: Daven Wilson]
Pull up
Hop out
k** it
Leave
Pedal to floor
Bouncing on the beat
D A V E N you should know me
If you don't, then I guess you living under the sea
Boom badonka donka
Got a lot up in the trunkuh
When she walk up in the club
Got every body looking at her
Miss thang got swag
Guess she got it from her mother
I'd be lying if I said
I wasn't really trying to cuff her
Twerk it, twerk it
You know what to do
Pop lock and drop it
They don't teach us that in school
Eyeing you for minute
Probably should make a move
Collect my nerves
Then I'm going right across the room
So I can holla, holla
Sort of like a young shot caller, caller
Not a playa but yeah Im a baller, baller
Focusing on getting all them dollars
All them dollars
[Pre-Chorus: Daven Wilson]
Keep it 100, how I'm feeling
I'm thinking that you're the real deal and
I'm turnt up
No sleep
So It's
Pull up, hop out, k** it, leave
[Chorus: Daven Wilson]
Pull up, hop out, k** it, leave
Pull up, hop out, k** it, leave
Pedal to floor, bouncing on the beat
Pull up, hop out, k** it, leave
Pull up, hop out, k** it, leave
Pull up, hop out, k** it, leave
Pedal to floor, bouncing on the beat
Pull up, hop out, k** it, leave
[Verse 2: Daven Wilson]
Pull up in the bimmer
k** it, leave
Girls leaning left right
They wanna peek
Stalking me on twitter
Instagraming creeps
But I'm feeling it
So I ain't even telling them to leave
Banging the beat
Look at that hot little body
Fire Latina over there
That's what we call hot tamale
Black girl to my left
That's an Ethiopian goddess
And then there's Asian persuasion
Followed by some vanilla topping
BAM
Talk about a Sundae
She say she wanna chill
I'm like maybe baby someday
Club ended late
Man I think it was a Sunday
This girl didn't wait
Hit me 9 am Monday
[Pre-Chorus: Daven Wilson]
Keep it, keep it 100 how I'm feeling
I'm thinking that you're the real deal and
I'm turnt up, no sleep
So it's
Pull up, hop out, k** it, leave
[Chorus: Daven Wilson]
Pull up, hop out, k** it, leave
Pull up, hop out, k** it, leave
Pedal to floor, bouncing on the beat
Pull up, hop out, k** it, leave
Pull up, hop out, k** it, leave
Pull up, hop out, k** it, leave
Pedal to floor, bouncing on the beat
Pull up, hop out, k** it, leave
[Bridge: Daven Wilson]
When I pull up
I'm bout to pull up on your chick
(Pull up on your chick) x3
When I pull up
I'm bout to pull up on your chick
(Pull up on your chick) x3
Couldn't see me yet
Cause I got the tint
Roll down a window
Told her to get in
People who don't know
Always asking who it is
But now they know
It's Daven
[Chorus: Daven Wilson]
Pull up, hop out, k** it, leave
Pull up, hop out, k** it, leave
Pedal to floor, bouncing on the beat
Pull up, hop out, k** it, leave
Pull up, hop out, k** it, leave
Pull up, hop out, k** it, leave
Pedal to floor, bouncing on the beat
Pull up, hop out, k** it, leave