Sit by myself
Talking to the moon
Pull up the ting gon′ turn up
Pull up the ting gon' turn up (tryna get to you)
Pull up the ting gon′ turn up (tryna get to you)
Pull up the ting gon' turn up (tryna get to you)
Ooh, yeah
Come for the zoove, yeah
Pull up for certain, yeah
Come set the mood, yeah
You come like sunshine, yeah
Come meet the moon
Baby girl, fine, so fine, so fine
Might give her the wood
Ooh, yeah
Come for the zoove, yeah
Pull up for certain, yeah
Come set the mood, yeah
You come like sunshine, yeah
Come meet the moon
Baby girl, fine, so fine, so fine
Might give her the wood
Pull up the ting gon' turn up (tryna get to you)
Pull up the ting gon′ turn up (tryna get to you)
Pull up the ting gon′ turn up (tryna get to you)
Pull up the ting gon' turn up (tryna get to you)
Pull up and make it clap
Buss it down on my jeans
Make a nigga spend racks
Pull up and make it clap
Buss it down on my jeans
And end up on your back
Pull up and make it clap
Buss it down on my jeans
Make a nigga spend racks
Pull up and make it clap
Buss it down on my jeans
And end up on your back
Whine up your ripe pum-pum
Oh, ya pussy so tight make a nigga change ways
Know I been broke not once, but twice
That′s why a nigga gotta get paid
Whine up your ripe pum pum
Oh, ya, pussy so tight make a nigga change ways
Know I been broke not once but twice
That's right a nigga really self-made
Pull up the ting gon′ turn up (tryna get to you)
Pull up the ting gon' turn up (tryna get to you)
Pull up the ting gon′ turn up (tryna get to you)
Pull up the ting gon' turn up (tryna get to you)
(Tryna get to you)
(Tryna get-)
