| Go 'head, O
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| Oh, ay, ay, ay
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| Gravy Train
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| Danny, I see you
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| Uh, Yung Gravy on the gas
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| I got MILF’s at my meet n greet, I think I came up (bitch)
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| Flash flood every time they bring my name up
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| I was fuckin' with your mama, but I guess she changed up (whoa)
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| It’s all good, Gravy switch 'em up like K cups
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| Ay, and your mama get nexted
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| Pull up on your sister, hit it twice and make my exit
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| Fuck on all yo exes, just so I can flex it
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| Ay, god damn that’s aggressive
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| Ay, this some heat shit lil bitch
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| Working out with some freaky bitches doing freak dips
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| Tandem bike wit yo mama told her she could keep it
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| Gravy get it poppin bitch I think I’m Pop Secret
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| Yeah I’m that clean
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| Gravy so sick bitch I think I need a vaccine
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| Yo mama getting Gravy withdrawals like I’m caffeine
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| Now I got a new bitch, think her name is Kathleen
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| Must be Kathleen
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| Matter fact, now I think about it might be Maxine
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| I’m in the backseat
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| Pull up on your mama in the Asics like an athlete
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| I got MILF’s at my meet n greet, I think I came up
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| Flash flood every time they bring my name up
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| I was fuckin' with your mama, but I guess she changed up (whoa)
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| It’s all good, Gravy switch 'em up like K cups
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| Ay, and your mama get nexted
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| Pull up on your sister, hit it twice and make my exit
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| Fuck on all yo exes, just so I can flex it
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| Ay, god damn that’s aggressive
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| Booty gang captain bitch my swag is so atrocious
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| I pull up on yo bitch and leave her hopeless I’m ferocious
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| I don’t drive a Rarri but I pull up in a Focus
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| Ima fuck yo bitch and I split the ocean like I’m Moses
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| Wait hold up
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| Get the fuck up out my face give me a break, hold up
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| Ay, she gon cook me steak and say my grace, hold up
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| I put some gravy on her plate she love the taste, hold up
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| I touched your granny then I rub it in in your face, hold up
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| I play sick so I could flirt with all the nurses, ay
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| Take yo bitch and leave you hurt because I’m perfect, ay
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| Imma drip and she gon squirt and leave me surfin', ay
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| She gon suck my dick in cursive, ay
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| I got MILF’s at my meet n greet, I think I came up (bitch)
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| Flash flood every time they bring my name up
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| I was fuckin' with your mama, but I guess she changed up (whoa)
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| It’s all good, Gravy switch 'em up like K cups
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| Ay, and your mama get nexted
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| Pull up on your sister, hit it twice and make my exit
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| Fuck on all yo exes, just so I can flex it
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| Ay, damn that’s aggressive
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| Chef-boy flexing like the Pillsbury dough
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| Pull up on ya ho
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| Turn off the lights and i glow
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| Paula Abdul with the flow (whoa)
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| Lately i been rapping fast but I’m driving slow
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| And lately I been clapping ass at the grocery store
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| I shouldna gone there, she got the blonde hair that don’t belong there
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| I think that weave needa get cut, need some lawn care
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| My timepiece freeze every time I put it on there
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| And everytime yo mama through she fold like a lawn chair
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| Whoo, yeah you know that chick foldin'
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| And then she cook the muffins up until that shit golden
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| I shine that booty up before I slide, like I’m bowlin'
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| Ice on my wrist 'cause that whippin' got it swollen |