Pullin

(albüm: Family Ties - 2019)

[Dre (Marvin Gaye) {Fat Joe}:]
Pullin out garages, broads, and credit cards
Dodging all charges, clout chasers, and frauds
We are not the same, I am a Martian, Marvin
Bitches like, "Ayy, let's get it on"
(Let's get it on, ow baby)
{Coca}
(Let's get it)

[Fat Joe:]
Joe Crack been slipping the feds since the 80's
Moving that white boy, yeah, that's Slim Shady
Pushing that D like Terry Flannery
Uncle Drew with the rock, they couldn't handle me
You niggas buying Dapper Dan out the Gucci store
I was in Harlem dripping dap, serving Pookie raw
Cold case unit want smoke, they tryna find leakers
Only cold case I know holding time pieces
Now that's a milli on a wrist
The only chains that matter is the rock piece and this
TS logo diamonds dripping on the Fashion Nova
They like, "Fuck, these niggas ain't going never be over"

[Dre:]
Pulling out garages, broads, and credit cards
Dodging all charges, clout chasers, and frauds
We are not the same, I am a Martian, Marvin
Bitches like "Ayy, let's get it on"

[Marvin Gaye (Dre):]
Let's get it on, ow baby
(Woo)
(This is, yeah)
Let's get it

[Dre:]
Look, I'm still bumping Mike Jack Thriller (Still)
I put that on the gang and the man in my mirror (Talk to 'em)
I would never land of the side of foul niggas
Where I'm from if they think that you ratting, they might kill ya
Rappers do time, come home, then sound different
When them feds be them niggas ghostwriting they life sentence
It's D-R-E, I fuck models and roll with mobsters
And I cook up beats like a Doc, straight outta Compton, nig

[Dre:]
Pulling out garages, broads, and credit cards
Crushing bottle bitches, divas, and ghetto stars
We are not the same, I am a Martian, Marvin
Bitches like, "Ayy, let's get it on"
[Marvin Gaye:]
Let's get it on, ow baby
Let's love, baby
Let's get it

[Lil Wayne:]
I'm with several incredible bitches that's ready to do what I tell them to do and that includes even beheading you
I never knew how much you never knew of what you never knew
I'm from the jungle not the petting zoo and you look edible
Silence on the Glock, 'cause I'm just tryna to hold the noise
You can hear a pin drop without hearing the bowling balls
And the truth is hard to swallow, but not for my hoe at all
Oh my gosh, she bought me flowers, I'm about to smoke 'em all (Woo)
Never had a white girl fetish, like my bitch kinda reddish
With that white girl credit
White sand by a kilo like a white pearl desert
Y-M T-S's all white pearl letters, motherfucka

[Dre (Lil Wayne):]
Pulling out garages, broads, and credit cards
Dodging all charges, clout chasers, and frauds
(We are not the same, I am a Martian, Marvin)
Bitches like, "Ayy, let's get it on"