Fat Joe, Dre & Lil Wayne – Pullin Lyrics

Pullin

Fat Joe, Dre & Lil Wayne

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"Pullin." - Fat Joe, Dre & Lil Wayne

Sunday, 25 October 2026, 05:07 pm

Album: Pullin - Single

Track No: 01

Pullin' out garages, broads and credit cards
Dodgin' all charges, clout-chasers and frauds
We are not the same, I am a martian
Marvin, bitches like aye 'Let's Get it On'
(Coca)
Joe Crack been slippin' the feds since the eighties
Movin' that white boy, yeah that 'Slim Shady'
Pushin' that D like Terry Flannery
Uncle Drew with the rock, they couldn't handle me
You **** buyin' Dapper Dan out the Gucci store
I was in Harlem, drippin Dap', servin' Pookie raw
Cold Case unit want smoke, they tryna find leakers
'Cause only 'Cold Case' I know hold the time pieces
Now that's a milli' on the wrist
The only J’s that matter is the Roc piece and this
TS logo, diamonds drippin' on the Fashion Nova
They like 'Fuck, these **** ain't gon' never be over'
Pullin' out garages, broads and credit cards
Dodgin' all charges, clout-chasers and frauds
We are not the same, I am a martian
Marvin, bitches like aye 'Let's Get it On'
(Woo! This is, yeah)
Look, I'm still bumpin' Mike Jack Thriller (Still)
I put that on the gang and the 'Man in my Mirror' (Talk to 'em)
I would 'Never land' on the side of foul ****
Where I'm from, if they think that you rattin', they might kill ya
Rappers do time, come home then sound different
When them feds be them **** ghost-writin' they life sentence
It's D-R-E, I fuck models and roll with mobsters
And I cook up beats like a Doc, 'Straight Outta Compton' ****
Pullin' out garages, broads and credit cards
Crushin' bottle bitches, divas and ghetto stars
We are not the same, I am a martian
Marvin, bitches like aye 'Let's Get it On'
I'm with several incredible bitches that's ready to do
What I tell ‘em to and that includes even beheading you
I never knew how much you never knew of what you never knew
I'm from the jungle, not the petting zoo and you look edible
Silence on the Glock 'cause I'm just tryna hold the noise
You could hear a pin drop without hearing the bowling balls
And the truth is hard to swallow, but not for my ho at all
Oh my God she bought me flowers, I'm about to smoke 'em all
Never had a white girl fetish, like my bitch kinda reddish
With that white girl credit, white sand by the kilo
Like a white pearl desert, YM-TS's all white pearl letters motherfucker
Pullin' out garages, broads and credit cards
Dodgin' all charges, clout-chasers and frauds
We are not the same, I am a martian
Marvin, bitches like aye 'Let's Get it On'

Writer(s): Fat Joe, Lil Wayne, 808-Ray, Cool, Dre, Marvin Gaye, Ed Townsend, Barry Mason, Les Reed.

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