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priceless da roc - pull over lyrics

[intro]
yeah
there it go (pricless)
bend over to me

[hook]
hair long, money long
me and broke n-ggas, we don’t get along (x2)
look back at it, look back
-ss so fat, i told her look back at it (x2)

[verse 1: priceless da roc]
look back at it, like my rear view
bend it over, let me get a clear view
macs breaking,gotta stare when they see you
g string showing , under screening saying peek-a-boo
bands a make her dance, so imagine what the d-ck will do
you would think your p-ssy is ice pop, how i,m l!cking you
we finn’ to play, how i stick with you
you would swear i’m an acrobatic how i’m flipping you
d-ck out, she go wonder like it’s limbo
f-ck b-tches, get money case she didn’t get the memo
and you gonna tell a n-gga like your head stupid
but your brain knots, will tell your partners you about to go
where? tell them that you gotta show to do
it’s called bounce the -ss on priceless’ d-ck
and you got the leading role
camera’s don’t go, but if they do go, they go crazy
my d-ck’s an open freeway and your p-ssy is a new mercedes
(ride it)

[hook]

verse 2: c2saucy
i don’t get along, with a lot of you n-ggas
and every time you mad cause you know that i get it
let a real n-gga get it, b-tch a real n-gga win it
these other n-ggas lame, they don’t ride out and get it
what the f-ck you mean b-tch? i’m the king of my city
and your girl looking good, the way she yike on that d-ck
and she think you n-ggas woan, so she ride on my stick
her -ss looking right in that shorts
and i judge you, so it’s all intended court
hold up.. i told her look back at it
and that -ss is light , i threw a stack at it
bands can make her dance
but the sauce can make her bust it
then i pull that 9 out and that thang out the gusset
hold up, and my ciroc ‘o nice, ain’t looking for no wife
but she can be for the night, and 08

[hook]

verse 3: young fresh
she got ice cakes
imma look at her and watch her -ss shake
baby, move it like she in an -ss car race
she ain’t coming last, she gone be in first place
the way she shake that -ss, throw stacks at her
she gone be f-cking with me, because she mad at her n-gga
he won’t be hitting it right,when she asking her n-ggas
a true player in her life, and she glad i’m her n-gga
but no bong do that, i just continue to throw bands
make her strip b-tt naked, a make her do the dollar dance
got on a her handstand
looking like a skateboarder, with a fat -ss in them tight pants
look, she act a fool on the d-ck
couple words in her ear, and i got her ready to strip
so, baby pull out of them clothes
why my n-ggas proceed to throw doh

[hook]

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