Pull Over Lyrics
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Whoop, whoop, pull over that a*s is too fat
Whoop, whoop, pull over that a*s is too fat
Whoop, whoop, pull over that a*s is too fat
Whoop, whoop, pull over that a*s is too fat
Whoop, whoop, pull over that a*s is too fat
Whoop, whoop, pull over that a*s is too fat
Whoop, whoop, pull over that a*s is too fat
Whoop, whoop, pull over that a*s is too fat
Dumps in the truck, thighs like what?
Ain't nann hoe got more booty in the butt
Sisqo made that song when he seen me in a
Thong, th-thong, thong, thong
I know you like the way the booty go, like a pro
Slip him off the bed, throw him on the floor
Turn on the cameras start the freak show
This a*s even make black rob say, whoa
I got a fat a*s playa nigga can't pa*s up
Juvenile couldn't even back this azz up
Bone don't you know lil' mama fully loaded
I got a fat a*s and I know how to tote it
You wanna f**k? Twenty G's for the nut
Keys to the mansion, keys to the truck
What? y'all know what's up
Ain't nann hoe got more booty in the trunk
Whoop, whoop, pull over that a*s is too fat
Whoop, whoop, pull over that a*s is too fat
Whoop, whoop, pull over that a*s is too fat
Whoop, whoop, pull over that a*s is too fat
Whoop, whoop, pull over that a*s is too fat
Whoop, whoop, pull over that a*s is too fat
Whoop, whoop, pull over that a*s is too fat
Whoop, whoop, pull over that a*s is too fat
Who got more a*s than the average bitch?
You know it's the baddest bitch
Number ten in the face slim in the waist
Fat in the a*s, do you want a taste?
Pop to the ba*s, Imma make ya drop
(Whoop, whoop)
Trina fixin' ta make ya hot
Uh, me and the girls hit the club and clown
Going back to the old school, dodo brown
M I A M I, baby
Slip 'n' slide and I'm going crazy
'Cause my shit firm and tight, just right
And if the price is right I just might
Whoop, whoop, pull over that a*s is too fat
Whoop, whoop, pull over that a*s is too fat
Whoop, whoop, pull over that a*s is too fat
Whoop, whoop, pull over that a*s is too fat
Whoop, whoop, pull over that a*s is too fat
Whoop, whoop, pull over that a*s is too fat
Whoop, whoop, pull over that a*s is too fat
Whoop, whoop, pull over that a*s is too fat
Off gla*s with it, Fat a*s with it
Gettin' cash with it, I throw my back in it yeah
And Imma shake what my mama gave me
Lil' mama don't play so you gotta pay me
I'm da baddest bitch you got to admit that
69 ways? You know I went that
And Imma shake my money maker
Imma shake this thing like a salt shaker
'Cause ain't nothin' wrong with the bump and grind
When I do this thing up, jump behind
(Whoop, whoop)
Ride like a chuchoo train
(Whoop, whoop)
Lil' mama fixin' ta do this thing
(Whoop, whoop)
Front, back, side to side
(Whoop, whoop)
That's how ya slip 'n' slide
What's up lil' daddy, trick a fat sack
Representin' for my girls with the fat back
Whoop, whoop, pull over that a*s is too fat
Whoop, whoop, pull over that a*s is too fat
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Whoop, whoop, pull over that a*s is too fat
Whoop, whoop, pull over that a*s is too fat
Whoop, whoop, pull over that a*s is too fat
Whoop, whoop, pull over that a*s is too fat
Whoop, whoop, pull over that a*s is too fat
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