Migos – Pull Up (Official Music Audio)

Migos performing Pull Up (Official Audio 2016) 

Versuri (lyrics)  Pull Up 

Pull up, hop out, shut up 
Pull up, hop out, shut up 
Pull up, hop out, shut up 
Talkin’ cheap, boy get yo bread up 
Pull up, hop out, shut up 
Pull up, hop out, shut up 
Pull up, hop out, shut up 
Talkin’ cheap, boy get yo bread up 
Pull up, hop out, shut up 
Pull up, hop out, shut up…

Talkin’ cheap, boy get yo bread up 

Park the the whἰp, park it 
Start the whip, start it 
Pop the shit, pop it 
Fu*k on your bi*ch 
She lovin’ the clique, I play with the clit (play with it) 
She pick up the bag, I make her go to work, and pay her in dick
My cars are tint (tinted)
Put the stars in vics
No flaws, cars fit in my garage, about to ménage a bi*ch
I got her number, got head from her, never gon call the bi*ch
Double R ghost with the stars in the ceiling, foot out the window with the wrist, fu*k em up
No need to talk, they know what the deal is
Don’t fu*k with the kid
I pull up and shoot at your wig and your kids
You fu*k with the pigs
Niggas know who, ni*gas know you
You told them who, bringing the crew
Boom boom
Kick down your door bo-boom

Pull up, hop out, shut up
Pull up, hop out, shut up
Pull up, hop out, shut up
Talkin’ cheap, boy get yo bread up
Pull up, hop out, shut up
Pull up, hop out, shut up
Pull up, hop out, shut up
Talkin’ cheap, boy get yo bread up
Pull up, hop out, shut up
Pull up, hop out, shut up…

Talkin’ cheap, boy get yo bread up

Park the bentley on the curb
Diamonds came out the earth
Her pussy water when I’m kickin’
Her pussy water wanna surf
Auntie got a pack of percs
Put a ni*ga on a shirt
He pulled up, and he hopped out
But I had to shoot the ni*ga first
Took a bi*ch from the bottom
Name a pack, I done bought em
I met the plug at ramada
Put the packs in the columns
Mac and cheese no collards
Big mac, no whopper
Macintosh no apple
Mac 11 for the hackers

Hop out the robotic, this how I go bout it
Migos pulled up with dracos I don’t low ride em
Yeah he a man but the stick bout to hole wide em
Stick to the code, who got shot, I don’t know bout it
Who, huh we sellin’ bombs, saddam
I smell more millions to come
We spend a hundred for fun

Pull up, hop out, shut up
Pull up, hop out, shut up
Pull up, hop out, shut up
Talkin’ cheap, boy get yo bread up
Pull up, hop out, shut up
Pull up, hop out, shut up
Pull up, hop out, shut up
Talkin’ cheap, boy get yo bread up
Pull up, hop out, shut up
Pull up, hop out, shut up…

Talkἰn’ cheap, boy get yo bread up…