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You know sometimes they ask me Who do I do it for? You see I do it for the Jane Fonda’s The Michelle Obama’s The Brandi Love’s The Sofia Vergara’s (Mhm) And the Mrs. Incredibles Ha, that Mrs. Incredible Aye so I pull up in this b***h go stupid Hit the p***y once now it’s love like Cupid (Whoa!) I’m the youngest Minnesotan makin’ movement Ya b***h chose me cause she’s with the improvements Aye pull up to the function Spontaneous combustion (Splash!) Gravy 6’6″, y’all a bunch of a fuckin’ munchkins I ain’t touch yo b***h, cause she smellin’ like some onions And there ain’t no fuckin’ way you see me going near that dungeon B***h I got the sauce like I’m Bob fuckin’ Avage Yo b***h got the slurp like 7-Eleven I’m gettin’ more kick than a thicc b***h’s weddin’ The beat leave you sweatin’ My wrist leave you sleddin’ (Aye) Aye, I don’t got the drip (Drip!) I got the splash! SongtexteI don’t make rap B***h I make smooth jazz! I don’t got swag I got Pizzazz! Yo momma on my d**k cause I look like ya dad I don’t got the drip (Drip!) I got the splash! Versuri-lyrics.info I don’t make rap B***h I make smooth jazz! I don’t got swag I got Pizzazz! Yo mom tryna date cause I look like ya dad I’m sippin’ Piseco I’m lookin’ perfecto I just met a thiccy I’m tryna fineggle So leggo my eggo In the Winnebago My b***h is getting thicc like Hansel & Gretel Menace like I’m Dennis Naked with yo b***h playin’ tennis Still fuckin’ postin’ with ya dentist! And I run off with yo b***h like a run-on sentence Now I’m drunk jet skiing with Ellen DeGeneres My s**t goin’ brazy I’m pumpin’ the A/C They sayin’ “Hey Gravy Why you so wavy? Why you so tasty? Crispy like pastries?” I don’t really know But I think I’m Pat Swayze! Aye, I don’t got the drip (Drip!) I got the splash! (Splash!) I don’t make rap B***h I make smooth jazz! I don’t got swag I got Pizzazz! Yo momma on my d**k cause I look like ya dad Hey, I don’t got the drip (Drip!) I got the splaaaash! I don’t make rap B***h I make smooth jazz! I don’t got steam I got Pizzaaazz! MILF’s tryna f**k cause a look like a dad Aye I don’t got a splish (Splish!) I got a splash (Splash!) I don’t fuckin’ rap B***h I make smooth jazz! (smooth jazz) I don’t got swag I’m a dad! Gravy in this b***h With the fuckin’ Pizzazz! B***h! Oh baby Gravyyy! Aus Songtexte Mania