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Pull Up
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Pull Up was released on 25 May 2025 by RVRE as a part of the album Pull Up - Single
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Release Date25 May 2025
LabelRVRE
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM95

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
RVRE
RVRE
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Romain Jacobs
Romain Jacobs
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
RozoBeatz
RozoBeatz
Producer, Recording Engineer, Mixing Engineer, Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Pull up to the crib
You know what it is
We’re grown, not kids
Let’s get straight to it
Spread your legs, lemme kiss
Not one but both your lips
Use my tongue, lemme sip
And taste your juices
You know what I’m on
I know what you want
Get you naked and in the zone
Make you scream and make you moan
Imma talk you through it
While I fuck you stupid
Between your legs I’m rooted
Fill you up with fluid
Here we go, take it slow
Push it back and push fourth
Better form, more force
Use me as support
Flip you round, strip you down
Stick it in as you stretch out
Oh my, oh wow
Look at her, she’s a pro now
Round one
Let’s begin
Round two
Go again
Round three
For win
Round four
It’s draw
Round five
She wants more
Round six
Now it’s war
Round seven
Oh Lord
Round eight
No more
Pull up
Pull up
She moody on a Monday
Touchy on a Tuesday
Get worksy on a Wednesday
Thirsty on that Thursday
Ooo she thinking freaky on Friday
I’ll slide through on Saturday
Then slut you out til Sunday
We made it so far, we still go the wrong way
I made some dumb moves, I come like my blondie
Sometimes I get lost, we need to rendezvous
If I delete my snap my memories deja vu
Wait, do you miss me? Or the things I do?
I’m sorry for the times you had packs in your cooch
They wanna strip search me, I wanna strip search you
They don’t find what they’re looking for, they’re looking confused
Me I find what I’m looking for when looking at you
She been offering me top and I just couldn’t refuse
Man I’ve really seen the bottom, you should see how it moves
Fuck it, now when I drop I get a couple of views
She throw it back for a menace
I hit it back like it’s tennis
And spin around like propellers
I go all out when I’m all in
She use that mouth for no talkin’
So when I come, I ain’t walkin’
I said I’m here til the mornin’
And run up p’s in appalling ways
I know that I call you late, at least I still call you back
Cah dem hoes cannot say the same
I think it’s gay to call you babe but really it fits your name
Need you for the night baby, yeah it’s been a day
I think you’re the right lady, I just need a taste
Lemme get a taste
Sit on my face
Do it over and over
Copy and paste
Move your waist
Figures of eight
Beat it up
Til you can’t walk again
So pull up on me
In the night past three
You’re what I like, you’re what I need
You’re a freak and I’m a fein
Pull up
Baby, pull up
And push it up
On me, baby
Written by: Romain Jacobs
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