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drakeo the ruler - pump faker lyrics

[intro]
n+gga
(is that trey?)
we know what the truth is, we ain’t finna do all that
see me beatin’ down your block like mutombo (low the great)
if it’s beef, we gon’ turn it into gumbo
he gon’ fall off that ladder, watch him tumble
i get dough, guess that’s how the cookie crumbles

[chorus]
call a foul on the play, he’s a pump faker
what type of money did you partake in?
had [?][0:23] with some models, we was parlayin’
you see the rolls’ all carpoolin’?
call a foul on the play, he’s a pump faker
what type of money did you partake in?
had [?] with some models, we was parlayin’
you see the rolls’ all carpoolin’

[post+chorus]
sh+t, n+gga
you pump fakin’, that ain’t [?][0:41], n+gga
you see the rolls’ carpoolin’, lil’ n+gga
n+gga
call a foul on the play, he’s a pump faker, ain’t hе?
sh+t
call a foul on the play, he’s a pump faker
[verse 1]
givе him nine to five shots on his lunch break
it was really ninety+five ’cause he’s a cupcaker
i know your homie died now, but what comes later?
sit your silly ass down on that lunch chair, n+gga
all big bank uchies, yeah, i get ’em, you ain’t heard ’bout me?
opps slide, them rolls+royce umbrellas hurt probably
you might’ve dodged the first shot, but we sure made him swerve out it
we got gang in this b+tch, so you better choose your words properly
brought the mud in the club, brought the slugs in the club
broke n+ggas hangin’ over, gon’ end up like, like duh
don’t even look at my chain, that’ll get you whacked up
bad apple, what’s in my bag? it ain’t a macbook

[chorus]
you call a foul on the play, he’s a pump faker
what type of money did you partake in?
had [?] with some models, we was parlayin’
you see the rolls’ all carpoolin’?
call a foul on the play, he’s a pump faker
what type of money did you partake in?
had [?] with some models, we was parlayin’
you see the rolls’ all carpoolin’

[post+chorus]
sh+t, n+gga
you pump fakin’, that ain’t [?], n+gga
you see the rolls’ carpoolin’, lil’ n+gga
n+gga
call a foul on the play, he’s a pump faker, ain’t he?
sh+t
call a foul on the play, he’s a pump faker
[verse 2]
all he do is pump fake, n+gga, send a shot
lj, mj, made him milly rock
hundred thousand to the face made him diddy bop
heard they wanna get my chain, they some silly opps
high as f+ck on the booth, got the mud on the table
nerd thought he caught me lackin’ on the drugs ’til i sprayed him
when thugs cry, they start singin’ like damien
seen all your homies at the club writin’ statements
no waitin’ on, powerpuffs, charlie’s angels
professor x a n+gga right out the equation
holy moly, my neck icier than bolis
the f+ck up out my comments, you the police?

- drakeo the ruler lyrics

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