PULL UP (feat. DSG)

Come and get your party on, come and get your party on Sip that drank till it's gone, Roll up the blunt, smoke on the bong Smoke all the weed, while you vibe with the beat Now come on down and dance with me We gon' have plenty of weed to roll up White ash when we ash, I mix the dozy with the blueberry This shit dark like my denims, Take a hit of this and be a victim Now tell me the symptoms, if you thirsty, we got liquor Got this shit in my system, Tryna keep my forces clean I'm droppin' gems every time I'm showing my teeth Cool, calm and collective, My motive's gettin' money All season like a Pirelli tire, I'm lifted up but we can get higher Dark looks got me feelin' in my zone, Can't tell when I'm stoned No stylist, I put these looks together like a chemist I'm the illest, wipin' my nose Gon' have you open without removing your clothes Bitch, pull up Pull up get your mind blown Smoke show when KMC on the microphone Blunt and a bone got me stoned to the bone Roll my own thick and fat yo fuck a cone Fire flys out my dome and hits your ear lobe Going down in history as the baddest ever known You worship the sprayonce led by the Holy Roast Spit liquid ballistics straight from the soul I'm the mother fucking shit bro Hit you with the rhymes so cold I could put you into hypothermic comatose In the same second you froze thaw you out With the hot flow like I pressed on some hot coals Make you rage when I rip shows and make your bitch moan Its the Six-Three-One Illitia ripping though your zip code Every stage stadium and megadome to taking over your radio And the parties held in the backyard of your home The Boombap Bastard brought the Brave and the Bold It's the Neighborhood Kings bro you can't fuck with the pro's Come and get your party on, come and get your party on Sip that drank till it's gone, Roll up the blunt, smoke on the bong Smoke all the weed, while you vibe with the beat Now come on down and dance I walk in with a joint in my mouth and after that's out I go out and wash it down with a Black & Mild Don't scare the hoes now, You're actin' real corny now The puppeteer can turn it into somethin' that is dope and loud So the whole world can hear the spirit of the Long Island's triple six Hear it? Tell me, do you feel it We got a list of achievements to achieve bitch If you hate us then suck a dick We'll go on to epic shit and we're right on the precipice You hear the base jumping thumping pumping up the crowd Women get aroused when the finest come to town They say I'm type one I say I'm your type hun Splitting legs spread leave your chick with the bed head Taught her sex Ed nothin clean about it Brunette pretty bitch could see the tits pretty quick Spotted em out need em all in my mouth Pardon me the Tourette's just kicked in Screaming out loud bitch I just wanna fuck you Whoops nice boobs take me for a spin hula hoop We can burn a doob sip a bottle of the juice Hit up all your friends the homies need a shawty too Or we could run a Choo choo train you got game First ballot hoe hall of fame numbers no shame comin' from us We just want that ass to shake thunder clap earthquake The milkshakes what brought me here So I whisper in her ear would you like to get it on dear Come and get ya party on Come and get your party on, come and get your party on Sip that drank till it's gone, Roll up the blunt, smoke on the bong Smoke all the weed, while you vibe with the beat Now come on down and dance with me