Pull Up On Ya Lyrics - Gucci Mane

Niggas on the inside wishin for the outside 

Peanut butter inside, candle red outside 

Hit you with the 9, now you're inside outside 

Pull up in that foreign, gotta leave yo bitch mouth wide 

Nigga talkin shit, must don't know that I got mob ties 

Run up on wall and you gon end up house tied 

Catch me in the kitchen whippin chicken like hip-hop 

Gotta love yo hoe clit so blame yo ass for some high five 

Tell me something slicker man, you slide I'mma slick that 

I'm a black guy, give me 5 on the black side 

I'm a trap god, leave yo numbers by the black guy 

He a live wire, I'mma shutdown his WiFi 

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I'mma I'mma I'mma I'mma I'mma pull up on ya 

I'mma call my young niggas and have em pull up on ya 

You don't wanna, you don't want them niggas to pull up on ya 

I'mma call my young niggas and have em pull up on ya 

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Playin with Gucci Mane is just like playin with the lighter 

Playin games with Gucci Mane is just like touchin fire 

Got tattoos on my face, my legs, my arms but I'm not a biker 

Got a 4-58 Ferrari, bitch I got the title 

I'm from East Atlanta, Georgia yo man that shit just like The Wire 

And you say you folks on 6 but my niggas you know you lyin 

I'm a lover and a fighter and a motherfuckin striker 

And they like keep comin round me and they know that I don't like em 

If I spit that in his nigga face do you think that I'm tryin it? 

If I tell this bitch she ain't my girl then why the fuck is she cryin? 

You would think I'm at the grocery store to call the girls I'm buyin 

You would know that I'm the plug cuz all these fuckin niggas all supplyin 

I'mma I'mma I'mma I'mma I'mma pull up on ya 

I'mma call my young niggas and have em pull up on ya 

You don't wanna, you don't want them niggas to pull up on ya 

I'mma call my young niggas and have em pull up on ya