| I’m going crazy, baby, going crazy in this motherfucker
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| Huh, huh, huh
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| I can’t even tell you how crazy we goin'
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| Baby, baby, baby, baby, ooh-hoo-hoo
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| Hoo-hoo, hoo-hoo
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| It’s Gravy in this motherfucker
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| The one and only Mr. Butter
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| Relaxing with your thot
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| Daddy Aioli after, uhh, after midnight, though
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| And Gravy just came in hot baby
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| Bitch, I feel like Bobby Womack
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| My diamonds are motherfucking dancing on my wrist, God damn it
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| We also Stanley Steemin' a couple OBs, Gushers
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| Filled with the utmost bosiphorous, baby
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| That loud pack, that hurt-your-damn-eardrums pack
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| I ain’t sipping lean
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| Double cup of gasoline
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| Bitch, I came on Eileen
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| I was born at Dairy Queen
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| That makes me the prince of cream
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| Bitch, I think I’m clean
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| Think I’m Dentyne
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| Think I’m Bruce Springsteen
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| Fuck that, I’ma marry Charlene
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| In this bitch feeling pristine
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| Ay, fuck R. Kelly
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| I’m a young Antonio Bocelli
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| When I sing, I make it steam
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| Feeling sensational, baby, we feeling sensational |