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lirik lagu too $hort - pull yo trophies out

[chorus: too $hort & philthy rich]
pull yo’ trophies out, pull yo’, pull yo’ trophies out
pull yo’ trophies out, pull yo’, pull yo’ trophies out

[verse 1: too $hort]
2018 drop-top porsche, brand new with the sticker on it
old school cadillac, mayne, ’cause you know i gotta keep it pimpin’, homie
6-5 mustang, h-ll yeah, i went and got that shelby
and when i’m in that m-th-f-cka, ain’t sh-t you can tell me
big wheels on an suv, blow the whistle, i’m the referee
a lot of women you’ll never see, it’s pimpin’ pimpin’ ’til the death of me
30’s all on my dunk, woofers all in my trunk
speakers all on the outside, let the whole world hear this bump
looking down at you chumps, that little sh-t don’t run
i got a ls3 in this ’73, i’m the cleanest n-gga where i’m from
watch a n-gga (stunt), watch a n-gga (stunt)

[chorus: too $hort & philthy rich]
pull yo’ trophies out, pull yo’, pull yo’ trophies out
pull yo’ trophies out, pull yo’, pull yo’ trophies out
pull yo’ trophies out, pull yo’, pull yo’ trophies out
pull yo’ trophies out, pull yo’, pull yo’ trophies out

[verse 2: too $hort]
hit the corner, everybody watchin’ this m-th-f-cka, it’s wet
you see this paint? don’t touch it, n-gga, i’ll finger f-ck your b-tch
she looked inside when the door opened, seen everything she wants
start it up then i burn rubber with your favorite girl in the front
i’m up in the hills of beverly, a sucka n-gga i’ll never be
she jumped in here, went to my house, and now this b-tch won’t ever leave
blowin’ all that blow, kneelin’ down on the floor
put some on the tip of my d-ck then stuck it down her throat
she don’t give a f-ck if i’m rich, she don’t care if i’m a star
she don’t really wanna f-ck with me, she wanna f-ck my car
stuntin’

[verse 3: philthy rich]
(it’s philthy n-gga)
i say now i8 with the doors up and the shoes blue (uh)
in the kitchen with the wrist moves, tryna turn a 36 to 72 (skrt)
told the b-tch she better go hard for this goyard
them broke n-ggas, i don’t know y’all (broke n-gga)
got masts and no coast guard (what’s that?)
only wore it once, that’s the cold part (it’s philthy!)
elevation cause separation
mismatched diamonds, no segregation (nah-uh)
seminary n-ggas paper chasin’
interrogation room, he made several statements (p-ssy)
big face on the new rollie (big face)
41, i don’t do the 40
hundred thou’ what they wanted for it
that broke n-gga know he can’t afford it (broke n-gga)
submariner with the blue face, this 18-karat white gold (yeah)
i remember when i was 18, checked $20,000 out a white ho (oh, i remember)
yeah, i come from the hood but i live in the ‘burbs with the white folks (seminary)
all four foreigns all white though
probably pull up with four white hoes (foreign, foreign, foreign)
it’s philthy

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