Pull Over Lyrics

Whoop, whoop, pull over that ass is too fat
Whoop, whoop, pull over that ass is too fat
Whoop, whoop, pull over that ass is too fat
Whoop, whoop, pull over that ass is too fat

Whoop, whoop, pull over that ass is too fat
Whoop, whoop, pull over that ass is too fat
Whoop, whoop, pull over that ass is too fat
Whoop, whoop, pull over that ass is too fat

Dumps in the truck, thighs like what?
Ain't nann hoe got more booty in the butt
Sisqo made that song when he seen me in a
Thong, th-thong, thong, thong

I know you like the way the booty go, like a pro
Slip him off the bed, throw him on the floor
Turn on the cameras start the freak show
This ass even make black rob say, whoa

I got a fat ass playa nigga can't pass up
Juvenile couldn't even back this azz up
Bone don't you know lil' mama fully loaded
I got a fat ass and I know how to tote it

You wanna fuck? Twenty G's for the nut
Keys to the mansion, keys to the truck
What? y'all know what's up
Ain't nann hoe got more booty in the trunk

Whoop, whoop, pull over that ass is too fat
Whoop, whoop, pull over that ass is too fat
Whoop, whoop, pull over that ass is too fat
Whoop, whoop, pull over that ass is too fat

Whoop, whoop, pull over that ass is too fat
Whoop, whoop, pull over that ass is too fat
Whoop, whoop, pull over that ass is too fat
Whoop, whoop, pull over that ass is too fat

Who got more ass than the average bitch?
You know it's the baddest bitch
Number ten in the face slim in the waist
Fat in the ass, do you want a taste?

Pop to the bass, Imma make ya drop
(Whoop, whoop)
Trina fixin' ta make ya hot
Uh, me and the girls hit the club and clown
Going back to the old school, dodo brown

M I A M I, baby
Slip 'n' slide and I'm going crazy
'Cause my shit firm and tight, just right
And if the price is right I just might

Whoop, whoop, pull over that ass is too fat
Whoop, whoop, pull over that ass is too fat
Whoop, whoop, pull over that ass is too fat
Whoop, whoop, pull over that ass is too fat

Whoop, whoop, pull over that ass is too fat
Whoop, whoop, pull over that ass is too fat
Whoop, whoop, pull over that ass is too fat
Whoop, whoop, pull over that ass is too fat

Off glass with it, Fat ass with it
Gettin' cash with it, I throw my back in it yeah
And Imma shake what my mama gave me
Lil' mama don't play so you gotta pay me

I'm da baddest bitch you got to admit that
69 ways? You know I went that
And Imma shake my money maker
Imma shake this thing like a salt shaker

'Cause ain't nothin' wrong with the bump and grind
When I do this thing up, jump behind
(Whoop, whoop)
Ride like a chuchoo train
(Whoop, whoop)
Lil' mama fixin' ta do this thing

(Whoop, whoop)
Front, back, side to side
(Whoop, whoop)
That's how ya slip 'n' slide
What's up lil' daddy, trick a fat sack
Representin' for my girls with the fat back

Whoop, whoop, pull over that ass is too fat
Whoop, whoop, pull over that ass is too fat
Whoop, whoop, pull over that ass is too fat
Whoop, whoop, pull over that ass is too fat

Whoop, whoop, pull over that ass is too fat
Whoop, whoop, pull over that ass is too fat
Whoop, whoop, pull over that ass is too fat
Whoop, whoop, pull over that ass is too fat

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