Buddy – Pullup lyrics

Fuck what you talkin' 'bout
Baby, pull up to the house
I was livin' couch to couch
You was damn down and out
Fuck what you talkin' 'bout
Baby, pull up to the house (yeah)
Fuck what you talkin' 'bout
Fuck what you talkin' 'bout
Baby, pull up to the house
I was livin' couch to couch
You was damn down and out

I know what you want from me
Girl, I'll keep you company
And you know where I stay
Won't you swing my way
I'll give you love through the night and day

Fuck what you talkin' 'bout
Baby, pull up to the house
I was livin' couch to couch
You was damn down and out
Fuck what you talkin' 'bout
Baby, pull up to the house (yeah)
Fuck what you talkin' 'bout
Fuck what you talkin' 'bout
Baby, pull up to the house
I was livin' couch to couch
You was damn down and out

Yeah, ey
You ain't ever fold under pressure
And when you pull up every time I undress you
You told me "be cool, babe, the world gonna test you"
You know when I get my bag straight I'ma bless you
Seen you with ya dude I pulled his shorty so smooth
Been in my groove but you know that ain't no news
Ain't trynna be rude I'm used to breaking the rules
And I can see this view way better with me and you (yeah)

Fuck what you talkin' 'bout
Baby, pull up to the house
I was livin' couch to couch
You was damn down and out
Fuck what you talkin' 'bout
Baby, pull up to the house (yeah)
Fuck what you talkin' 'bout
Fuck what you talkin' 'bout
Baby, pull up to the house
I was livin' couch to couch
You was damn down and out

Yeah, ey
Now we can do this fast or we can do this slow
However you like it, baby, that's the way it go
You ain't on my back when you see me on the road
And you ain't ever trip 'bout none of these groupie hoes
Been down from the jump so I buy you what you want
Take you on a spree like we live in Saint Laurent
Say you feel it in your tummy every time a nigga pump
Tell me that you love me and I only hit it once (yeah)

Fuck what you talkin' 'bout
Baby, pull up to the house
I was livin' couch to couch
You was damn down and out
Fuck what you talkin' 'bout
Baby, pull up to the house (yeah)
Fuck what you talkin' 'bout
Fuck what you talkin' 'bout
Baby, pull up to the house
I was livin' couch to couch
You was damn down and out (yeah)