What's that on your waist
It's a glizzy
Pocket full of blues
Cnd some fifties
We be spinning money
Till' we dizzy
Pull up on yo bae
She tryna get me
What's that in yo face
It's a glizzy
Precision with the aim
Ima get em'
Designer frame
You can't see me
Pull up on yo bae
She tryna get me
Pull up on a opp
Make 'em drop
While his baby watch
She say stop she get dropped
Everybody clocked like a watch
It's a glock
Nigga callin for his daddy
After hearin all them pops
(Pop, pop, pop)
I remember out in crizona
C couple bitches pulled
Up on me but they didn't want it
They was trippin on a nigga
Till they seen it on me
Now they reaching out to me
Like I'm they f*ckin biggest homie
Whodi
Pull on yo bae when it's late
We ain't talkin'
I just put it in her face we don't date
She a stalker
She be giving up the throat
I'm the goat I don't call her
I just put her on there pole
Or the stroll for some dollars
I do not save her
These balenci's ain't for running
I do not chase her
If you adore me then Dior me
Baby stop playing
I put my shooter in the game
Like he a star player
Cnd he a star player
What's that on your waist
It's a glizzy
Pocket full of blues
Cnd some fifties
We be spinning money
Till' we dizzy
Pull up on yo bae
She tryna get me
What's that in yo face
It's a glizzy
Precision with the aim
Ima get em'
Designer frame
You can't see me
Pull up on yo bae
She tryna get me
Hold up the Draco Issa a creeper
Had to pull to on a bitch like I was Ripley
You believe it
U hit one of mine
We hit 4 of yours we even Steven
Know she gettin' took if I see yo girl
You Liam neeson (yeah)
Would you believe that I be savin
Money and duckin hoes
U couldn't tell by all these missed
Calls with these diamonds froze
Trigger finger turning red it's
Time to get it on
I put that finger in the air like
I was phoning home
Ima slut her out then send her home
Cin't worried bout it
Now her boo mad all on my phone
That ain't my problem
Niggaz sayin' that they uppin scores
I highly doubt it
My shooter hittin at no limit
Bitch he Bout it bout it
Im am not jokin'
I'll have yo picture on a
Shirt before you start posin'
I told my Jewler f*ck the gold
I want it all frozen (vvs)
Cll my niggaz really eat
Cnd we got all Motion
Yeah we got all motion
What's that on your waist
It's a glizzy
Pocket full of blues
Cnd some fifties
We be spinning money
Till' we dizzy
Pull up on yo bae
She tryna get me
What's that in yo face
It's a glizzy
Precision with the aim
Ima get em'
Designer frame
You can't see me
Pull up on yo bae
She tryna get me
Wavvii Baby - Pull Up Lyrics
Wavvii Baby - Pull Up Lyrics
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English
What's that on your waist
It's a glizzy
Pocket full of blues
Cnd some fifties
We be spinning money
Till' we dizzy
Pull up on yo bae
She tryna get me
What's that in yo face
It's a glizzy
Precision with the aim
Ima get em'
Designer frame
You can't see me
Pull up on yo bae
She tryna get me
Pull up on a opp
Make 'em drop
While his baby watch
She say stop she get dropped
Everybody clocked like a watch
It's a glock
Nigga callin for his daddy
After hearin all them pops
(Pop, pop, pop)
I remember out in crizona
C couple bitches pulled
Up on me but they didn't want it
They was trippin on a nigga
Till they seen it on me
Now they reaching out to me
Like I'm they f*ckin biggest homie
Whodi
Pull on yo bae when it's late
We ain't talkin'
I just put it in her face we don't date
She a stalker
She be giving up the throat
I'm the goat I don't call her
I just put her on there pole
Or the stroll for some dollars
I do not save her
These balenci's ain't for running
I do not chase her
If you adore me then Dior me
Baby stop playing
I put my shooter in the game
Like he a star player
Cnd he a star player
What's that on your waist
It's a glizzy
Pocket full of blues
Cnd some fifties
We be spinning money
Till' we dizzy
Pull up on yo bae
She tryna get me
What's that in yo face
It's a glizzy
Precision with the aim
Ima get em'
Designer frame
You can't see me
Pull up on yo bae
She tryna get me
Hold up the Draco Issa a creeper
Had to pull to on a bitch like I was Ripley
You believe it
U hit one of mine
We hit 4 of yours we even Steven
Know she gettin' took if I see yo girl
You Liam neeson (yeah)
Would you believe that I be savin
Money and duckin hoes
U couldn't tell by all these missed
Calls with these diamonds froze
Trigger finger turning red it's
Time to get it on
I put that finger in the air like
I was phoning home
Ima slut her out then send her home
Cin't worried bout it
Now her boo mad all on my phone
That ain't my problem
Niggaz sayin' that they uppin scores
I highly doubt it
My shooter hittin at no limit
Bitch he Bout it bout it
Im am not jokin'
I'll have yo picture on a
Shirt before you start posin'
I told my Jewler f*ck the gold
I want it all frozen (vvs)
Cll my niggaz really eat
Cnd we got all Motion
Yeah we got all motion
What's that on your waist
It's a glizzy
Pocket full of blues
Cnd some fifties
We be spinning money
Till' we dizzy
Pull up on yo bae
She tryna get me
What's that in yo face
It's a glizzy
Precision with the aim
Ima get em'
Designer frame
You can't see me
Pull up on yo bae
She tryna get me
It's a glizzy
Pocket full of blues
Cnd some fifties
We be spinning money
Till' we dizzy
Pull up on yo bae
She tryna get me
What's that in yo face
It's a glizzy
Precision with the aim
Ima get em'
Designer frame
You can't see me
Pull up on yo bae
She tryna get me
Pull up on a opp
Make 'em drop
While his baby watch
She say stop she get dropped
Everybody clocked like a watch
It's a glock
Nigga callin for his daddy
After hearin all them pops
(Pop, pop, pop)
I remember out in crizona
C couple bitches pulled
Up on me but they didn't want it
They was trippin on a nigga
Till they seen it on me
Now they reaching out to me
Like I'm they f*ckin biggest homie
Whodi
Pull on yo bae when it's late
We ain't talkin'
I just put it in her face we don't date
She a stalker
She be giving up the throat
I'm the goat I don't call her
I just put her on there pole
Or the stroll for some dollars
I do not save her
These balenci's ain't for running
I do not chase her
If you adore me then Dior me
Baby stop playing
I put my shooter in the game
Like he a star player
Cnd he a star player
What's that on your waist
It's a glizzy
Pocket full of blues
Cnd some fifties
We be spinning money
Till' we dizzy
Pull up on yo bae
She tryna get me
What's that in yo face
It's a glizzy
Precision with the aim
Ima get em'
Designer frame
You can't see me
Pull up on yo bae
She tryna get me
Hold up the Draco Issa a creeper
Had to pull to on a bitch like I was Ripley
You believe it
U hit one of mine
We hit 4 of yours we even Steven
Know she gettin' took if I see yo girl
You Liam neeson (yeah)
Would you believe that I be savin
Money and duckin hoes
U couldn't tell by all these missed
Calls with these diamonds froze
Trigger finger turning red it's
Time to get it on
I put that finger in the air like
I was phoning home
Ima slut her out then send her home
Cin't worried bout it
Now her boo mad all on my phone
That ain't my problem
Niggaz sayin' that they uppin scores
I highly doubt it
My shooter hittin at no limit
Bitch he Bout it bout it
Im am not jokin'
I'll have yo picture on a
Shirt before you start posin'
I told my Jewler f*ck the gold
I want it all frozen (vvs)
Cll my niggaz really eat
Cnd we got all Motion
Yeah we got all motion
What's that on your waist
It's a glizzy
Pocket full of blues
Cnd some fifties
We be spinning money
Till' we dizzy
Pull up on yo bae
She tryna get me
What's that in yo face
It's a glizzy
Precision with the aim
Ima get em'
Designer frame
You can't see me
Pull up on yo bae
She tryna get me
Writer: ANDRII SHCHYRSKYI, TATIANA ZEIGLER
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave