Jay Rock - Too Fast (Pull Over) (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Jay Rock - Too Fast (Pull Over) (en) Lyrics
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Move it, move, you're too
slow, bruh (Slow, bruh)
Update, time to V8 the motor (Motor)
Everybody askin' where I get
the dope from (Dope)
Update, I ain't never
told no one (Hey)
No sweat when you're doin' what you're
'posed to do ('Posed to do)
No stress when I'm checkin' up
on every move (Every move)
Jumpin' out the moon roof
to the solar (Solar)
I can see you niggas startin' over
Pull over, that ass too
fast (Too fast)
Hit the ATM and grab
mo' cash (Mo' cash)
Yes, Lord, feelin' likе
a new man (Yes, Lord)
I was dreamin' in thе life,
then I woke up in the
Six trey, rag top with the candy paint
In your bitch' face, eat
the cake, Anna Mae
Niggas actin' animated, I might have
to draw the weapon (On the set)
Send a stepper up the stairway
to heaven (I'm a vet)
Put a pole dancer in a Mercedes
She wanna watch P Valley
and go half on a baby
I had to play her to the left
flag in my right pocket
Space in my waist for the rocket,
don't get out of pocket
Yep, yeah, you don't want that
It's givin' what it's givin', no kizzy
I ain't never seen an ass like
that, stomach on snatch
Swinging 1942 with a
baseball bat (Rock)
I send 'em home runnin'
The brain ain't grade A, I don't know
nothin' (I don't know none)
Niggas talkin' heavy, this
a feather on my wing
VVS diamond, Eastside Johnny,
I'm him (I mean)
Yes, Lord, feelin' like
a new man (Too fast)
I was dreamin' in the life, then
I woke up in the (Latto)
Sittin' behind five percent
tint (Yeah)
Might pull up to the party, pay
a bad bitch rent (Brrt)
We ain't blood, we ain't kin, don't
be calling me, "Sis'" (What?)
First bitch sneak diss,
first block get bent
Big Latto, not the little one (Yeah)
Bitches want a come up, ain't
gon' give 'em one (Yeah)
Pull up in the, "Skrrt," then I pull
off in a different one (Uh-huh)
A bigger one, expensive one,
the Lamby or somethin'
Put a switch on that ass like
a granny or somethin' (Brrt)
Niggas gettin' knocked out,
signed to RCA but I be
feelin' like a Top Dawg
Probably gettin' topped off
somewhere with the top off
Never did the talkin', always been
the one they talk 'bout (Woah)
Pull over, that ass too fat (Too fat)
Fuck 'em good, pat myself
on the back (Uh-huh)
This a hell of a cat, no scat (Skrrt)
I look like a Barbie, act
just like a Brat (Haha)
I was dreamin' in the life,
then I woke up in the
Pakaveli, Pakaveli, I done
died and went to heaven
Came back in the 1963 Chevy
with the gold Pirellis
I just wanted somethin' better,
anything to feed my belly
Now I got the seat at the table,
ain't shit you can tell me
Baby, I'm a whole problem
Put a lot of people on
Gotta keep a, keep a round
Don't panic when I hit
the-hit the bomb up
I was up dumb late, waitin'
for bag, chasin'
A birdie on my shoulder
told me, "Slow up
It's about patience"
Fourth quarter, throwin' lobs out of
desperation (I was lost, nigga)
That's why I love you,
girl (I swear to God)
Pour the SelvaRay all on
you, girl (Let's go)
Please support me on
PATREON Thank you!