Pullin On Her Hair - Marques Houston/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

She love it when I

She loves it when I

She loves it when I

She love it when I

She love it when I

She buzzin' when I

She cussin' when I

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

She love it when I

She buzzin' when I

She cussin' when I

Ooh she love it when I

She love it when I

She buzzin' when I

She cussin' when I

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

She love it when I

She buzzin' when I

She's cussin' when I

Ooh she love it when I

She loves it when

She's buzzin'

She's cussin'