"Up" as written by and Cameron Jibril/eriksen Thomaz....
When I'm in L.A., pedal to the floor, mane
Your bitch in my face, she must be a hoe, mane
Money in the way, I can't see my floor, mane
Pull up, 'Ventador, ayy, watch my doors, mane
When I'm in L.A., pedal to the floor, mane
Your bitch in my face, she must be a hoe, mane
Money in the way, I can't see my floor, mane
Pull up, 'Ventador, ayy, watch my doors, mane

Your bitch on my line, she hit me every day
'Bout them dollar signs, always gettin' paid
Bad bitch in New York, bad bitch in L.A.
Said I gotta go, she want me to stay
By the pound, bitch I blow it by the pound
'Specially when I'm outta town
Ain't my gang? You not allowed
Get a chicken, lock her down
Ain't hot, think we got it now
Your bitch in the lost and found
Started small, we bossin' now
Not a sound

She wan' smoke my dope, ayy
Let her smoke my dope, ayy
Fuck her in her Ghost, yeah
Pull off in a Ghost, yeah
I don't know 'bout you, yeah
One thing that I know, ayy
That I got the dough, yeah
That I got the dough, ayy

When I'm in L.A., pedal to the floor, mane
Your bitch in my face, she must be a hoe, mane
Money in the way, I can't see my floor, mane
Pull up, 'Ventador, ayy, watch my doors, mane
When I'm in L.A., pedal to the floor, mane
Your bitch in my face, she must be a hoe, mane
Money in the way, I can't see my floor, mane
Pull up, 'Ventador, ayy, watch my doors, mane

Money in the bank, money in the safe
Got my business straight, now I'm switchin' states
(Now I'm switchin' states)
Now I'm shinin' on 'em, now I win the race
Now these bitches chase, now these niggas hate
But these chips I chase
Gas in my joint, gas in my tank
Hit it once, hyperventilate
I do what I want, fuck what they say
What you think? Bitch it's Taylor Gang

She wan' smoke my dope, ayy
Let her smoke my dope, ayy
Fuck her in her Ghost, yeah
Pull off in a Ghost, yeah
I don't know 'bout you, yeah
One thing that I know, ayy
That I got the dough, yeah
That I got the dough, ayy

When I'm in L.A., pedal to the floor, mane
Your bitch in my face, she must be a hoe, mane
Money in the way, I can't see my floor, mane
Pull up, 'Ventador, ayy, watch my doors, mane
When I'm in L.A., pedal to the floor, mane
Your bitch in my face, she must be a hoe, mane
Money in the way, I can't see my floor, mane
Pull up, 'Ventador, ayy, watch my doors, mane


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"Pull Up" as written by Cameron Thomaz

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    Lyric CorrectionShouldn't it be"Lets write our names on a cloud, BREAK some down, roll it up, and pass it all around?"
    Makes more sense, since you have to break the weed down before you roll.
    akubiczon August 22, 2010   Link
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    General Commentpretty self explanatory. just about being high and how its so good
    themightymanon March 05, 2011   Link

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