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p-pullz (ft. arjay mian, jorrell redsun, q-popi, and stelf index) – “how”
[produced by cal]

[hook: p-pullz]
(how) the h-ll did jorrell kick -ss in sixty-three?
(how) i get the ladies to love me? (how?)
want to find out? just ask and you’ll see (how)
p. dash, p-u-l-l-z
(how) y’all feel out there? touch the sky
(how) q-popi pops the spot ‘til it’s dry (how?)
want to find out? just ask and you’ll see (how)
p. dash, p-u-l-l-z

[verse 1: q-popi]
¡hola! much sk!lls, no frills
it’s hard to have a good cook-out with ice grills
extreme, rip the scene. q-popi, yo
stretching flows like hombre, un plástico
fantastic pro, water sports of all sorts
crush you like two quarts of agua. mama
the saga continues. c-m on your back. then say, “come on back”
argue, “i’m sorry. i want my baby back, baby back”
dead s-xy

[verse 2: jorrell redsun]
tear you to shreds, play you like keds
we steal your bed, then get some head
you dig me like cemetery dirt. i got bodies
like pine box, more rhymes than africans sell wristw-tch
check the ink blotch—it reads: jorrell proceeding
greeting from the greedy. you can’t succeed me
or handle me like holograms. put this verse
on telegrams. now i’ll show you how

[hook: p-pullz]
(how) the h-ll did jorrell kick -ss in sixty-three?
(how) i get the ladies to love me? (how?)
want to find out? just ask and you’ll see (how)
p. dash, p-u-l-l-z
(how) y’all feel out there? touch the sky
(how) q-popi pops the spot ‘til it’s dry (how?)
want to find out? just ask and you’ll see (how)
p. dash, p-u-l-l-z

[verse 3: arjay mian]
come to news stand, browse through, don’t touch
don’t care if you’re rich. don’t trust
giver order like customer and what?
customized, good lyricise size you up
like a booster, checks the store before he hits it, splits sh-t
like atoms. got family like adam
a d-mn jawbreaker. the skyscr-per
hold it down everyday like rocks on morning paper

[verse 4: stelf index]
hit hard with only half the energy, buster
like street corner hustlers, we got more in store
perfect front, side, and back exit. clean it like superintendent
judge what i say—call me emcee defendant
take stand. “officer. i don’t pack guns. more game
like, ‘lady, i don’t hold funds’”
weak to the flesh, so i’m s-x generous
get mine like a seafood store—selfish

[hook: p-pullz] (x2)
(how) the h-ll did jorrell kick -ss in sixty-three?
(how) i get the ladies to love me? (how?)
want to find out? just ask and you’ll see (how)
p. dash, p-u-l-l-z
(how) y’all feel out there? touch the sky
(how) q-popi pops the spot ‘til it’s dry (how?)
want to find out? just ask and you’ll see (how)
p. dash, p-u-l-l-z

- p pullz lyrics

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