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Rittz
Rittz
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rittz
Rittz
Songwriter

Lyrics

This is for everybody on that motherfuckin west side, that east side, that south side, and that motherfuckin north side You might see me cruising with my crew inside my Buick Regal hard top Might see your reflection cause I'm fresh up out the car wash Crankin the music up we flexin while the neighborhood watch Trunk boomin speakers beatin like the school of hard knocks Clintel the movement stupid got a large nod In my pocket they be hatin' on us cause they squa squa Local legend I don't got no beef I call shots North Side representer I've been givin' carte blanche Riding beaver ruin I just rode this shit for 20 down the buford highway smokin Enough of purple had a north crossed Its ghetto up in meadow creek I bet if these police they see me riding they gonna pull me over just because watch There ain't shit to do but catch a buzz and bar hop Chillin in my car parked smokin hit the on lock button Got my door propped open and a couple hoes inside of a corolla pull up on me and they jaws drop Pleasant hill to Pleasant dale smoked so much we left a trail Bumping jezzebel and extra terrestrial Snortin lines SNL Tryin to bite my fresher feel Life is like a movie this the directors reel Blowin kisses to these bitches got em catchin chills Catchin feelins bet you if I met you you gonna let me drill Like a craftsman I'm black and decker back and better than before I got em screaming "Yeah uh Yeah" They be yellin when I Pull up, Pull up They be trippin when I Pull up, Pull up Ladies love it when I Pull up, Pull up All the bitches they be wishin they was ridin when they see me driving I pull up, pull up They be waiting when I pull up, pull up Haters hatin when I pull up, pull up Tell that mother fucker watch his mouth cause I'll pull up on you I'll pull up on you All the bitches they be wishin they was riding when they see me drive away I'm a pull up, reclining on em I ain't tryna scoot up I'm shinin' on em now they look at me like I done blew up Next time you say Atlanta then you better not have screwed us The clientels our crew and our respect is overdue but They hate I"m getting paid and I don't have to push a broom a Cross the kitchen pockets sticking like I'm made of rua Plus up in a shooters alley where my homie blew a few bucks We left to get some 40s said he knew a hoe at hootas That had the superfriends that were fans and if they had a chance To come and party with us they would let do what Ever so I hit up my connect and and got some molleys Try to start up a manaj and pourin vodka and khalua It's just another day in her life like I just drew a Picture for you like I"m sitting for the interview With Don Shula I can coach you how to move like a maneuver Said I do the kool and fuck a few a groupie it was you though You're assuming I'ma sweat on you like Harry Connick JR Slide up to you missy have you screaming ooh aah I'ma be in Tucson Arizona maybe in Missoula Might be with a country bitch I pull up in a Kula? I might cuss her out drop her off and throw the deuce up Crazy like I lost a couple screws inside my tube box Strangers try to lay me like they met me at a luau Police say my music too loud they be yelling when I pull up They be yellin when I Pull up, Pull up They be trippin when I Pull up, Pull up Ladies love it when I Pull up, Pull up All the bitches they be wishin they was ridin when they see me driving I pull up, pull up They be waiting when I pull up, pull up Haters hatin when I pull up, pull up Tell that mother fucker watch his mouth cause I'll pull up on you I'll pull up on you All the bitches they be wishin they was riding when they see me drive away
Writer(s): Jonathan Mccollum, Gabriel Arillo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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