Bubba Sparxxx - Getcha A Pull lyrics

[Intro] OWWWW! Don't even matter to me baby Well alrighty then [Bubba Sparxxx] I guess I just don't understand it, just ain't how it was made You can't present it as love when it's undoubtedly hate You can't be reckless, gon' bump it, think it's 'bout to be straight When I look ya in ya face, this will not be the case (never!) But I'm not a cage fighter, boy I'm simply a man Had a plan to stack a hundred thou' and get me some land And I did it one time, then I did it again (again!) Did it 'bout a hundred mo' times, I promise ya can (you can do it!) Got a 5-0-9 Merlin, baby it's purrin At first it was roarin and my ride is not foreign It was bought and paid for by not no snorin sponsored links Blew a whole lot of money and I'm fin' to blow more of it (get money!) My girlfriend is made in America also (okay) A mistress from Paraguay, and mine is from Oslo (okay) I get 'em all together way out in the woods And they get 'em a pull, and I get me a pull [Chorus: Bubba Sparxxx] I got that a**hole motor sittin under my hood C'mon get you a pull, get'cha get you a pull All the country girls they wanna know how good do I do it I tell 'em get you a pull, baby get you a pull Yeah buddy flexin hard, I really wish that he would C'mon get him a pull, buddy get you a pull The whole world can be yours dawg, I promise it could Just gotta get you a pull, gon' get you a pull, woo! Get'cha get'cha get'cha get'cha get you a pull, baby Get'cha get'cha get'cha get you a pull, hoss Get'cha get'cha get'cha get you a pull, baby Get'cha get'cha get'cha get you a pull, hoss [Bubba Sparxxx] Oh yeah, hey I ain't even slightly concerned with negativity They talk and they talk and they talk, it never gets to me I stay surrendered to God's will, that's my boss So you can talk your lil' mouth off - brother (ha ha!) It's none other than Bubba K from LaGrange (LaGrange) Or Trap County to be exact, we run thangs (run thangs) I done thangs to re-arrange the rap game (rap game) The country lane, we doin the same thang mayne (c'mon!) I never wanted your girl to become smitten dude When she was kissin me, bet she was missin you Yeah she was feelin it, and I was in the mood (what then?) We never even made a song, couple interludes (ha ha!) We had to get us a pull, you know the ritual (yeah yeah) Then I walked on the stage and straight get into it (yeah yeah) A couple thousand they screamin, they tryin to get a pull So I give it to 'em, I had to give it to 'em (woo!) [Chorus] [Dirt Reynolds] They wanna know what I got under my hood Motor geeked up like I got blow in the fuel Yeah, flow cold better get you some wood Only wishful thinkin I'm doin is wishin you would Boy, I came to win and don't care how I do it Jump in the ring with a bull, scare it up out the woods With no description or a fingerprint they know I'm that dude Got 'em scared, rappers see me they attempt to elude At the party I'm that dude who took a piss in the pool Me and Bubba in the mud again with sh** on our shoes When my money be talkin, I can see 'em get scared Got the lil' chick overseas, I'm havin foreign affair Yeah, ay, I'm livin life like I struck oil Matter fact, I'm thinkin 'bout inventin in the Cowboys Supply the whole trap with c**aine cause it full up They see me gettin money so they wanna get a pull of [Chorus]