Pull Up Money Man (Ft. Gucci Mane)

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
This Rollie here nothing but 40 pointers
Shoot no three's just a bunch of jumpers
40 day, 40 night, nigga nothin' but water
My neckpiece cost me one and a quarter
Your bitch to me is like a nick to me
And a brick to me is like a nick to me
20 bags of OG, got a bell on me
Three bricks, got a whole hotel on me
Devil in a red dress cooking deuces up in Prada shoes
Baby girl, my tight end catch a bone just like a [?]
Guwop, man I'm upper echelon, man I got hired goons
Black tycoon with more stock in the city than Ted Turner do
FTW, WCW, kill your fuck ass and your kin for lovin' you
Zone 6 governor, standing on top of ya
Gucci [?]
Gucci gotta check out my Czechoslovakia
Landed the [?] and I know that I'm popular
Grab you and rob you and check our your Nautica and if you don't talk then I'm beatin' the shit out of ya

[Chorus: Money Man]
Pull up on you, put a stick in ya face
Pull up on you, put a brick in ya face
Roll up that pressure then go up to space
They not a hunnid so we don't relate
I sip that purple, that muddy muddy
Just had the foreign hand washed by a junkie
Faithfully I go and get me some money
You not a boss, you a motherfuckin' flunky
Break down a bale and then sweep up the shake
Serve you a pound out a motherfuckin' Wraith
Light up that pressure then go up to space
Pop me a seal and then drank up an 8
Break down a bale and then sweep up the shake
Serve you a pound out a motherfuckin' Wraith
Light up that pressure then go up to space
Pop me a seal and then drank up an 8