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Pickup

SOMEKIDPUNK
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Pickup Pickup, pickup, pickup Oh i need you to pickup for me C'mon nigga pick up Where you at right now And i was Ridin downtown in a pickup Go and get my homeboy pickup Then i hit the weed man, pickup Blowin up his phone he dont pickup Lookin for a shorty I could pickup Got the ass where the jeans dont zip up And you know I got the whole block lit up Put ya hands up baby its a stick up (stick up) Ridin downtown in a pickup Go and get my homeboy pickup Then i hit the weed man, pickup Blowin up his phone he dont pickup Lookin for a shorty I could pickup Got the ass where the jeans dont zip up And you know I got the whole block lit up Put ya hands up baby its a stick up (stick up) I was on the project stoop You was eight ball crippin Had a blunt rolled up when the squally pulled up, yuh And you know they trippin So i dip out the back and started my engine Pardon my entrance Shoes all custom, thirty five inches And the stilts make the dunk go sideways Certified pimp shit Turned left by the po-po With the pack sealed flat just the way i rocked it And i crept in the low-low With the unlit blunt in my left front pocket, yeah Soon as i see no cops in here I'ma pour lean, no rockin chair Turn up the Dozier Holland Thats when i pull out the doja and spark it Ridin downtown in a pickup Go and get my homeboy pickup Then i hit the weed man, pickup Blowin up his phone he dont pickup Lookin for a shorty I could pickup Got the ass where the jeans dont zip up And you know I got the whole block lit up Put ya hands up baby its a stick up (stick up) Ridin downtown in a pickup Go and get my homeboy pickup Then i hit the weed man, pickup Blowin up his phone he dont pickup Lookin for a shorty I could pickup Got the ass where the jeans dont zip up And you know I got the whole block lit up Put ya hands up baby its a stick up (stick up) Slidin in the back of the pickup Take it easy on the speed bumps You know we smoke it down to the tree trunks You know we go back like free lunch If you shootin the breeze, load the clip up Throw a couple snaps on the liquor We run through a sack like a nickelback hit stick Keep comin back like a hiccup Things still the same over here, over here, over here, over here Me and the bros gettin litty We used to roll through the city We made our own lil committee We only vote if its fifty (fifty) But the polls is for fishin Phone on twenty Leave me alone i'm busy Got the homies in the F150 like Let me hear you say it Ridin downtown in a pickup Go and get my homeboy pickup Then i hit the weed man, pickup Blowin up his phone he dont pickup Lookin for a shorty I could pickup Got the ass where the jeans dont zip up And you know I got the whole block lit up Put ya hands up baby its a stick up (stick up) Ridin downtown in a pickup Go and get my homeboy pickup Then i hit the weed man, pickup Blowin up his phone he dont pickup Lookin for a shorty I could pickup Got the ass where the jeans dont zip up And you know I got the whole block lit up Put ya hands up baby its a stick up (stick up)