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Jacquees - Pull Up, Pt. 2 lyrics

[Intro: Jacquees and Birdman]
Rich gang
Rich gang
Let me thru n***a
We got London on da track

[Hook: Jacquees]
Came up I done did it
Push your cap back no fitted
That bank roll, gotta get it
Ain't taking these n***as serious
Got cash money no limits
Tie that flag round me ain't a scrimmage
We done been down for a minute
Yeah I been down now i'm living
Yeah i'm still riding with them boys
Still riding with the toys
We'll pull up on you
Don't make us pull up on you
Now I everything I got I own
Bad b**hes catching on
Fast money and its long
Big money like a phone

[Verse 1: Ralo Stylez]
I got that money,I got that bag,i got that cash
Don't get em mad
He gonna blast
Where are they at
All of these n***as been hating on us
I think they mad cause we making them bucks
Who give a f**,who give a f**?
We gunna light one of these n***as up
Came up I don't did it
Ralo done f**ed up the city
All of my n***as be with it
None of my n***as ain't quitting
All of them people gonna feel me
All of them people gonna hear me
Ralo done stepped in the building yeah
I miss dog food,it made me a millionaire

[Hook: Jacquees]
Came up I done did it
Push your cap back no fitted
That bank roll, gotta get it
Ain't taking these n***as serious
Got cash money no limits
Tie that flag round me ain't a scrimmage
We done been down for a minute
Yeah I been down now i'm living
Yeah i'm still riding with them boys
Still riding with the toys
We'll pull up on you
Don't make us pull up on you
Now I everything I got I own
Bad b**hes catching on
Fast money and its long
Big money like a phone

[Verse 2:Birdman and Jacquees]
Designer on my (designer on my)
Got me sliding on my (sliding on my)
Got me riding with my (riding with my)
Fifty times with my (times with my)
It's do or die with my (do or die with my)
And if you play,you know we ridin'suicide for now
Bad b**h with no talking
That four-four a go barking
Those p**y n***as start talking
Them p**y n***as we chalkin
Candy paint on them boys
Got them hollow tips for that noise
My little one kept it so silent
n***a,he's g'd up on that charge

[Hook: Jacquees]
Came up I done did it
Push your cap back no fitted
[Lyrics from: https:/lyrics.az/jacquees/-/pull-up-pt-2.html]
That bank roll, gotta get it
Ain't taking these n***as serious
Got cash money no limits
Tie that flag round me ain't a scrimmage
We done been down for a minute
Yeah I been down now i'm living
Yeah i'm still riding with them boys
Still riding with the toys
We'll pull up on you
Don't make us pull up on you
Now I everything I got I own
Bad b**hes catching on
Fast money and its long
Big money like a phone

[Verse 3: J-Soul]
Young soul,rich gang
Ain't sh** changing my chain
Got your girlfriend screaming my name
She out to smash my gang
J-soul from the six
Two months I didn't have sh**
Now i'm richer than a b**h
And I sh** gold bricks
And my b**hes come with twins
Yeah, yeah ,yeah, yeah

[Verse 4: Derez De'Shon]
I came up along way
From sleeping on the floor in public housing
Remember them b**hes wouldn't give me no play
Now I cannot keep them from round me
b**h mention me, she get pounded
I want her head like a bounty
Used to be starving
Now I swear I want it all
It comes with the bread like a sauce
Derez De'Shon

[Hook: Jacquees]
Came up I done did it
Push your cap back no fitted
That bank roll, gotta get it
Ain't taking these n***as serious
Got cash money no limits
Tie that flag round me ain't a scrimmage
We done been down for a minute
Yeah I been down now i'm living
Yeah i'm still riding with them boys
Still riding with the toys
We'll pull up on you
Don't make us pull up on you
Now I everything I got I own
Bad b**hes catching on
Fast money and its long
Big money like a phone

[Outro: Birdman
Yeah. Beezo
Get them f**in straps
f** what's brackin n***a
What's brackin n***as yeah
RICH GANG
Ralo
Get them n***as and them bags
B-Tow
B-Low,f** em
The reds get the two,two,three
Y understand me
RICH GIRL
I got the 40 cal and the double ol school uzi
Ya understand me
Spark nothin but them lights boy
Empty your muthaf**in safe n***a
BAH BAH BAH. YEAH
J-SOUL,T-DOT
Big money now talkin (YEAH)
p**y n***as we chalkin (YEAH)
Rich gang lifestyle
Hustle n***a

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