I Get Around lyrics

Yea
Yea

Hook
I get around ,yea yea yea yea ( f*ck it )
I get around ,yea yea yea yea ( f*ck it )
I get around ,ooo woah ooo woah ( f*ck it )
I get around ,ooo woah ooo woah ( f*ck it )
Pull-up on you hoes, pull-up on you b*tches
Pull-up on you hoes, pull-up on you b*tches
Pull-up on you hoes, pull-up on you b*tches
Pull-up on you hoes, pull-up on you b*tches

Verse 1
I got everything you need yeah
I'ma get you to the Ceiling yeah
I got Hennessey and weeed yeah
I got everything you feeling yeah
I can make your diamonds shine for real
Make you feel like you're Rihanna for real
I'm draped in designer that sh*t is from ????
No kind of desire I f*ck with the fire
I just did it for the summer yeah
Red cups on the lawn yeah
I'm bout to f*ck with a Blonde yeah
I'm off that fifth on my own yeah
I'm trying to think with my mind though
I'm trying to follow the signs though
I'm talking bout $'s hoe
What the f*ck you think I grind for
Waking up to a new b*tch
I ain't f*cking with the loose ends
I don't care if she want a man
I'm getting ghost like a apparition
Trying to keep me to yourself hoe
I got hoes on my cell phone and
You got hoes on your cell phone
What the hell you trying to hold me for
Hook
I get around ,yea yea yea yea ( f*ck it )
I get around ,yea yea yea yea ( f*ck it )
I get around ,ooo woah ooo woah ( f*ck it )
I get around ,ooo woah ooo woah ( f*ck it )
Pull-up on you hoes, pull-up on you b*tches
Pull-up on you hoes, pull-up on you b*tches
Pull-up on you hoes, pull-up on you b*tches
Pull-up on you hoes, pull-up on you b*tches
I get around ,yea yea yea yea ( f*ck it )
I get around ,yea yea yea yea ( f*ck it )
I get around ,ooo woah ooo woah ( f*ck it )
I get around ,ooo woah ooo woah ( f*ck it )