Young Fresh - Pull Over lyrics

[Intro] Yeah There it go (Pricless) Bend over to me [Hook] Hair long, money long Me and broke n***as, we don't get along (x2) Look back at it, look back Ass so fat, i told her look back at it (x2) [Verse 1: Priceless Da Roc] Look back at it, like my rear view Bend it over, let me get a clear view Macs breaking,gotta stare when they see you G string showing , under screening saying peek-a-boo Bands a make her dance, so imagine what the dick will do You would think your p**y is ice pop, how I,m licking you We finn' to play, how i stick with you You would swear i'm an acrobatic how i'm flipping you Dick out, she go wonder like it's limbo f** b**hes, get money case she didn't get the memo And you gonna tell a n***a like your head stupid But your brain knots, will tell your partners you about to go Where? tell them that you gotta show to do It's called bounce the a** on Priceless' dick And you got the leading role Camera's don't go, but if they do go, they go crazy My dick's an open freeway and your p**y is a new Mercedes (Ride it) [Hook] Verse 2: C2Saucy I don't get along, with a lot of you n***as And every time you mad cause you know that i get it Let a real n***a get it, b**h a real n***a win it These other n***as lame, they don't ride out and get it What the f** you mean b**h? i'm the King of my city And your girl looking good, the way she yike on that dick And she think you n***as woan, so she ride on my stick Her a** looking right in that shorts And i judge you, so it's all intended court Hold up.. I told her look back at it And that a** is light , i threw a stack at it Bands can make her dance But the sauce can make her bust it Then i pull that 9 out and that thang out the gusset Hold up, And my Ciroc 'o nice, ain't looking for no wife But she can be for the night, and 08 [Hook] Verse 3: Young Fresh She got ice cakes Imma look at her and watch her a** shake Baby, move it like she in an a** car race She ain't coming last, she gone be in first place The way she shake that a**, throw stacks at her She gone be f**ing with me, because she mad at her n***a He won't be hitting it right,when she asking her n***as A true player in her life, and she glad I'm her n***a But no bong do that, i just continue to throw bands Make her strip bu*t naked, a make her do the dollar dance Got on a her handstand Looking like a skateboarder, with a fat a** in them tight pants Look, she act a fool on the dick Couple words in her ear, and i got her ready to strip So, baby pull out of them clothes Why my n***as proceed to throw doh [Hook]