Sit by myself

Talking to the moon

Pull up the ting gon′ turn up

Pull up the ting gon' turn up (tryna get to you)

Pull up the ting gon′ turn up (tryna get to you)

Pull up the ting gon' turn up (tryna get to you)

Ooh, yeah

Come for the zoove, yeah

Pull up for certain, yeah

Come set the mood, yeah

You come like sunshine, yeah

Come meet the moon

Baby girl, fine, so fine, so fine

Might give her the wood

Ooh, yeah

Come for the zoove, yeah

Pull up for certain, yeah

Come set the mood, yeah

You come like sunshine, yeah

Come meet the moon

Baby girl, fine, so fine, so fine

Might give her the wood

Pull up the ting gon' turn up (tryna get to you)

Pull up the ting gon′ turn up (tryna get to you)

Pull up the ting gon′ turn up (tryna get to you)

Pull up the ting gon' turn up (tryna get to you)

Pull up and make it clap

Buss it down on my jeans

Make a nigga spend racks

Pull up and make it clap

Buss it down on my jeans

And end up on your back

Pull up and make it clap

Buss it down on my jeans

Make a nigga spend racks

Pull up and make it clap

Buss it down on my jeans

And end up on your back

Whine up your ripe pum-pum

Oh, ya pussy so tight make a nigga change ways

Know I been broke not once, but twice

That′s why a nigga gotta get paid

Whine up your ripe pum pum

Oh, ya, pussy so tight make a nigga change ways

Know I been broke not once but twice

That's right a nigga really self-made

Pull up the ting gon′ turn up (tryna get to you)

Pull up the ting gon' turn up (tryna get to you)

Pull up the ting gon′ turn up (tryna get to you)

Pull up the ting gon' turn up (tryna get to you)

(Tryna get to you)

(Tryna get-)