Rick Ross - Pullin on Her Hair Lyrics
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Pullin on Her Hair
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What Are The Lyrics For Pullin on Her Hair By Rick Ross?
Pullin' on her, pullin', pullin' on her hair
Pullin' on her, pullin', pullin' on her hair Pullin' on her, pullin', pullin' on her hair I love it when she wear her hair down to her shoulders And she know if she come over then I'ma fold her Already told her, I'm like a boulder Hit it 'til she feelin' like she tipsy, but she sober Just curled her hair though she know that I'ma mess it up But she don't care 'cause she been wantin' me to sex her up And when we finished, she can pin it up She love it when I (Pullin' on her hair, pullin', pullin' on her hair) She love it when I (Pullin' on her hair, pullin', pullin' on her hair) She loves it when I (Pullin' on her hair, pullin', pullin' on her hair) She loves it when I (Pullin' on her hair, pullin', pullin' on her hair) She love it when I'm (Pullin' on her hair, pullin', pullin' on her hair) She love it when I (Pullin' on her hair, pullin', pullin' on her hair) She buzzin' when I (Pullin' on her hair, pullin', pullin' on her hair) She cussin' when I (Pullin' on her hair, pullin', pullin' on her hair) I even love it when she wear her hair in corn rows But she know when we finished she gon' have an afro And she ain't trippin', man, what is she gon' get mad for? Needed something new while sneaking in your back door Oh, whoa, I'ma stretch her out down on that floor And if her hair too short, she can add more If her hair too short, she can add more 'Cause she love it when I (Pullin' on her hair, pullin', pullin' on her hair) She love it when I (Pullin' on her hair, pullin', pullin' on her hair) She buzzin' when I (Pullin' on her hair, pullin', pullin' on her hair) She cussin' when I (Pullin' on her hair, pullin', pullin' on her hair) Ooh, she love it when I (Pullin' on her hair, pullin', pullin' on her hair) She love it when I (Pullin' on her hair, pullin', pullin' on her hair) She buzzin' when I (Pullin' on her hair, pullin', pullin' on her hair) She cussin' when I (Pullin' on her hair, pullin', pullin' on her hair) Her performance stellar, so I gotta tell her My paper hella def, my Ferrari yella Versace robes by Donatella I got Navy guns, boats like a sailor Pullin' on her hair, borne a brother's stare Kissin' on her neck, this gon' be a while I'm a bad boy, yeah, I'ma tie her down Pullin' on her hair when I tie her down Who your first was, that don't matter now That's long and gone, and I just want to tie you down Who your first was, that don't matter now I came along, and I just want to tie you down Ooh, she love it when I (Pullin' on her hair, pullin', pullin' on her hair) She love it when I (Pullin' on her hair, pullin', pullin' on her hair) She buzzin' when I (Pullin' on her hair, pullin', pullin' on her hair) She's cussin' when I (Pullin' on her hair, pullin', pullin' on her hair) Ooh, she love it when I (Pullin' on her hair, pullin', pullin' on her hair) She loves it when (Pullin' on her hair, pullin', pullin' on her hair) She's buzzin' (Pullin' on her hair, pullin', pullin' on her hair) She's cussin' (Pullin' on her hair, pullin', pullin' on her hair) Pullin' on her, pullin', pullin' on her hair Pullin' on her, pullin', pullin' on her hair Pullin' on her, pullin', pullin' on her hair |
Who Wrote Pullin on Her Hair By Rick Ross?
William Roberts, Chris Stokes, Marques Houston, Eric Crawford
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What's The Duration Of The Pullin on Her Hair By Rick Ross?The duration of Pullin on Her Hair is 3:45 minutes and seconds. |
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