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Baby Gravy Trippy that's the team Gravy (bbno$) It’s the smooth sounds of Yung Gravy and fuckin' baby (Baby) We with ya lady I've been thinkin’ You been wastin' my time All all my time (Baby Gravy) All all my time Flex, baby It's the season Neck from ya ex Every single evenin' Bitch I'm freezin' for no fuckin' reason I gave y'all the sauce and the spice and the seasonin’ Extra sweetenin’ Question Mr. Money, what's your seasonin’? Min max all my time, I'm cookin' up, you find me eatin' in Uh, hold up I think your bitch just might’ve dropped a pin Listen to your lady she said "Baby you should ease it in" I'm getting lucky ain't relyin' on luck I put my money in investments and I doubled it up SongtexteNo need to stress about a drink of choice it's bud or the bud When the baby gravy bust through you know what fuck's up You should tell em' Gravy Aye-aye, don't you hit my phone line I don't want your nudes, girl I need alone time Baby Gravy 3, comin' through in no time So it's go time, fuck a co-sign (That's why I) Flex, baby It's the season Neck from ya ex Every single evenin' Bitch I'm freezin' for no fuckin' reason I gave y'all the sauce and the spice and the seasonin' Extra sweetenin' Question Mr. Money, what's your seasonin'? Min max all my time, I'm cookin' up, you find me eatin' in Uh, hold up I think your bitch just might've dropped a pin Listen to your lady she said "Baby you should ease it in" So I put the sex in sexy (Ooh) Got Becky clawin' at my shirt tryin' to undress me (Uh) Hot-hot damn, God damn I'm gettin' the mozzarella I'm the boss with the sauce, I've never been feelin' better Hot damn Lemme give my thanks All to Tyra Banks Filled my piggy bank Sugar mama thangs Baby My diamonds do the jazz hands And that's all I gotta say baby I've been thinkin' You been wastin' my time All All my time All All my time I got your mom askin' us for a pic (It's fine) She's a six so I'd rather sip a fifth (On ice) I'm finally healthy, yeah, how am I sick (I'm fine) Baby-baby, baby- baby Man I wish I was a playa (Oh-oh-oh, oh yeah) Sick of breakin' rules did the dirty with the mayor (Hmm, hmm) I be in that coochie like I'm fuckin' Tomb Raider Baby-elevator Gravy-fridgerator Posted with the Lakers We be stackin' paper, baby 'Cause bitch we goin' up And we cold as fuck And we ballin' baby We're the Baby Gravy, bitch Aus Songtexte Mania