Gravy Waltz Ringtones

Uh, if you know like I know you would get down on the flo' I keep a magnum for they back and I keep a swisha full of dro We can get down for my dime and we can fuck on the low And if you didn't want a pimp then what'cha fuckin' with me fo'? Every lady ain't a hoe and every hoe ain't my bitch It take a real trill nigga to recognize this type of shit Every girl around me legit, I don't fuck around with no punks Ride with me she holdin' a pistol while I'm whippin' and poppin' the trunk We gon' blow a lot of skunk and we gon' make a lot of bread And we ain't never gon' have no problems Long as she hear what the fuck I said Pimpin' ain't dead it just moved to the west side Still like to get my dick sucked under the street lights I'm Tony Snow, I'm out here livin' by the code In love with a lifestyle, not no bitch I'm in that mode I'm lookin at you, you choosin' me my dick head never stop I'm Pimp C bitch, I'm superstar, we headed to the top I'm stayin' true, I'm out here whippin' my Mercedes Fuckin' with the midnight ladies, the game is cold but it's gravy I'm bangin' Screw, my young girl lookin' fine We stayin' out here on the grind and keepin' money on our mind Well, I'm certified official, authentic and the real McCoy Guaranteed to blow the spot when I'm in it, gotta feel ya boy 100 percent, real Bun B I represent Trill with that gangsterass persona so hard that it can dent Still in the hood 'cause it needs me and the corner it feeds me So I eat all I want, my reputation preceeds me If you grimy or greasy then your best step be easy 'Cause that forty-feezy leave you leakin' fo' sheezy Trigger fingers I squeeze see and the cannons is bust Them bullets blow by you breezy like a midsummer gust It'll put your dick in the dust, when I put one up in your dome You be leakin' out plasma and puss and your mouth'll fill up with foam So you gotta go hard or go home, either be a boy or a man Gotta pay the cost to be the boss or you take a loss understand? Gotta play the hand that you're dealt that's until it's yo' turn to deal Otherwise you get it how you live, I could give a fuck how you feel I'm stayin' true, I'm out here whippin' my Mercedes Fuckin' with the midnight ladies, the game is cold but it's gravy I'm bangin' Screw, my young girl lookin' fine We stayin' out here on the grind and keepin' money on our mind I'm Pimp C bitch, I'm from the South This scary hoe don't wanna know what it's about 'Cause I stay country true down to the co', dick good like uncut blow In your nose, in your jaws, feel it tighten up, don't stop, don't pause Candy nigga drive candy cars, fuck the D.A., fuck the law I fuck the snow but I love a pro like flat backers I'm a Cadillac'er On parole well I'm a pistol packer, drugs sold, powder jacker Get with me if she a money stacker, bitch around me man I'ma mack her From the land of cheap work and steady licks With pounds of dro' and Impala bricks We grind to eat and eat to live This shit for real, these ain't no tricks With 36 hoes to the ki' And ten kilos grams in the sack And 15 sacks up in the trunk Now that's one point five mill' worth of crack It's Big Dick Cheney, Tony Snow The King Committee is now in session Today's agenda, get that dough 'Cause the clock is tickin', time is pressin' No second guessin', make your mind up Step your grind up and get that pay Gotta sell your ass or a nigga blast If you wanna roll with that UGK I'm stayin' true, I'm out here whippin' my Mercedes Fuckin' with the midnight ladies, the game is cold but it's gravy I'm bangin' Screw, my young girl lookin' fine We stayin' out here on the grind and keepin' money on our mind

(Uh) Goodness gracious Tito's got me big, I'm fucked up It's nice in Texas Woke up beside who I fucked up We got no wages Spent too much, I thought I fucked up We working Asics This shit go so hard Damn, it's fucked up Hold up, hold up Back in the whip, with the legs on up But the shit still dry though (shit's still dry though) Sippin' on a mule, with a nice chick bitch But now I got vertigo (I'm tweaking) My moves make money Yeah me and Gravy got a pact like NATO (worldwide pussy) Thirty or less she can get this dick like Domino's Domino, domino, domino Add them all up Knock them down like dominos (woah) Pulled up with your bitch at 8 AM Where she'd been you don't want to know (Gravy) Gotta bag this bag, Guantanamo (tanamo) Backpack, backpack, vamonos (vamonos) Hair slick back like Fabio (brr) Fuck my tеacher, honor roll Money wherе? Money there, money everywhere! I need that check, fair questionnaire I'm a millionaire I got that wet hair, don't care Y'all are bunch of squares I got her underwear, say a prayer Eat, pray, love, I'll hit it, then I'm out Goodness gracious Tito's got me big, I'm fucked up It's nice in Texas Woke up beside who I fucked up We got no wages Spent too much, I thought I fucked up We working Asics This shit go so hard Damn, it's fucked up This shit go so hard Damn, it's fucked up This shit go so hard Damn, it's fucked up Check the weather, make it rain Oops, it's a hurricane Yippee yi, yippee yay, think I'm sweating Gatorade Crash a plane, then get laid Now your bitch is M.I.A Paint my name up on the cake "Make a wish", I said "okay" (okay) Don't like wait too much My wrist is lit like Christmas (christmas) Got a track lady, she gon' go the distance (distance) Taco Bell pay me (pay me) Baja Blast my business (business) Jeans ain't too skinny (skinny) She still feel this dizzy Money wherе? Money there, money everywhere! I need that check, fair questionnaire I'm a millionaire I got that wet hair, don't care Y'all are bunch of squares I got her underwear, say a prayer Eat, pray, love, I'll hit it, then I'm out Goodness gracious Tito's got me big, I'm fucked up It's nice in Texas Woke up beside who I fucked up We got no wages Spent too much, I thought I fucked up We working Asics This shit go so hard Damn, it's fucked up Goodness gracious Tito's got me big, I'm fucked up It's nice in Texas Woke up beside who I fucked up We got no wages Spent too much, I thought I fucked up We working Asics This shit go so hard Damn, it's fucked up

Everything good, everything good gravy Donk in the trunk, flat in the front, maybe Star in the face, size of the waist, crazy Everything good, everything good gravy Everything good, everything good gravy Donk in the trunk, flat in the front, maybe Star in the face, size of the waist, crazy Everything good, everything good gravy Everything straight, everything playeristic All my girls faded, all my girls panties missin' Donk in the trunk, flat in the front maybe Big in the hips, slim in the waist, wavy Everything good, everything good poppin' Hoes over there, hoes over here, options See eyes on the kid, eyes on the kids jockin' Cameras in the street, birds in the sky watching Trees in the blunts, stunt when I run, Groovy Drawers fifty dollars, never in the mall bougie King bucket hat, this one in fact Gucci Domo on the hill, make a ho reveal coochie Booked for the month, came from the slum pay me They snoring, your crowd boring, they look lazy I'm touring, my crowd roaring, they going crazy Everything good, everything good gravy Everything good, everything good gravy Donk in the trunk, flat in the front, maybe Star in the face, size of the waist, crazy Everything good, everything good gravy Everything good, everything good gravy Donk in the trunk, flat in the front, maybe Star in the face, size of the waist, crazy Everything good, everything good gravy Came for the crown, life for the town, awesome Party over here, hoes in the back tossin' Frames to the chain, rang through the bling, flossin' Gat with the locs, cops even use caution Everything good, Backwoods feel amazing Everything straight, shit we all pick the chasing Everything pop since we pop from the basement Since fans in our rearview and crack in our Asics So we living basic, uh, I'm rocking shit That bitches say that be they favorite, uh She got up in the room with me and stop behaving, uh She heard the stories, now I got a West craving, uh She want me, her rump bump me, it feel comfy I humpty to dump dumpty, her ass donkey Exploring the world touring, they go crazy Everything good, everything good gravy Everything good, everything good gravy Donk in the trunk, flat in the front, maybe Star in the face, size of the waist, crazy Everything good, everything good gravy Everything good, everything good gravy Donk in the trunk, flat in the front, maybe Star in the face, size of the waist, crazy Everything good, everything good gravy

Musical ting call the Gravy Train Can't afford to miss this train Choo choo I said the train is coming Choo choo I said the train is coming Another day, another dollar Feels like every day the same And I've given it the best years of my life For someone else to ride on that Gravy Train And I say Here comes the Gravy Train You can hear that whistle blowing round the bend You can hear the sound of laughing As the Gravy Train is passing But that Gravy Train it won't be stopping here They say we're all in this together But it gets harder every day And if I work for a hundred years or more I still won't get my seat on that Gravy Train And I say Here comes the Gravy Train You can hear the whistle blowing round the bend You can hear the sound of laughing As the Gravy Train is passing But that Gravy Train it won't be stopping here Choo choo I said the train is coming Choo choo I said the train is coming Choo choo I said the train is coming Put on some garments put on me suit Diamond socks with criss clark shoes Haff fi call taxi cause me nah miss the train Miss it one time say me nah miss it again Rich man living in his castle Poor man begging at his gate If we can only get up And stand up for our rights We can send them all to hell on that Gravy Train Ya hear that! Here comes the Gravy Train You can hear the whistle blowing round the bend And the carriages are burning Just to keep the wheels turning But that Gravy Train is running out of steam Here comes the Gravy Train You can hear the whistle blowing round the bend You can hear the sound of laughing As the Gravy Train is passing But that Gravy Train it won't be stopping here Here comes the Gravy Train You can hear the whistle blowing round the bend Choo Choo Choo Choo You can hear the sound of laughing As the Gravy Train is passing But that Gravy Train it won't be stopping here Wine to the left, wine to the right Wine up front, wine a back Wine a go down, two time Step on the platform, right time Right place, right line It coulda rain, it coulda sunshine Train it a come, 10.45 Na miss the train, not dis yah time Choo choo I said the train is coming Choo choo I said the train is coming Choo choo I said the train is coming Choo Choo Choo Choo

I'm cool I'm calm I'm gravy I'm drunk I'm high I'm faded Don't want no smoke no vape please Everybody with me on the same page yeah I'm cool I'm calm I'm gravy I'm drunk I'm high I'm faded Don't want no smoke no vape please Everybody with me on the same page yeah I'm still with the guys woah, woah, woah Loyalty defined woah, woah, woah This was no suprise It came at a perfect time There's a genie in the sky woah, woah, woah Rest in peace to soldiers that we lost, lost, lost, lost Gimme guidance gimme sauce, sauce, sauce, sauce Mix my henny with the Voss, Voss, Voss, Voss Got me dipping when I walk, walk, walk, walk Ey, ey I wish you could feel what I feel And I ain't finished Get the fuck up out my face with the bill yeah Way past my limit Going way past my limit I'm cool I'm calm I'm gravy I'm drunk I'm high I'm faded Don't want no smoke no vape please Everybody with me on the same page yeah I'm cool I'm calm I'm gravy I'm drunk I'm high I'm faded Don't want no smoke no vape please Everybody with me on the same page yeah Strings and Bling, and Strings and Bling The peace they bring to me, I sing For peace, for peace, for love and peace The streets is deep, they need the peace

Light the blunts up when I walk in the building (ooh) Gravy gettin' buck everytime I get up in it (ayy) Always pull up with a plethora of women I be like, "Yup, bitch, that's how I be livin'" And your bitch say, "What's up?" Ayy, she tryna get it "Gravy, let me fuck", ooh, I'll consider I ain't bust a nut in the last 30 minutes So I say, "Yup, babygirl, I'ma hit it I'ma hit it, baby" Don't you fuck with me, buddy, you could meet the Fockers When I pop it off, call me Orville Redenbacher I be cookin' up, I'm the young Betty Crocker (ooh) Gravy piped your mom again, wow, what a shocker Hannah Montana I got the juice, I got the Fanta I got the juice like a banana I got the juice like Tropicana I make gas, I got gelato I'ma splash, I'm like a bottle Got pizazz like it's my motto I'm tryna pull up on Nelly Furtado, and then I'ma smash (smash) Gravy got your boo though She sittin' in my jacuzzi (ooh) I think I need a few more Yeah, and if you got the Henny Pour it up when I walk in the building (ooh) Gravy gettin' buck everytime I get up in it (ayy) Always pull up with a plethora of women I be like, "Yup, bitch, that's how I be livin'" And your bitch say, "What's up?" Ayy, she tryna get it "Gravy, let me fuck", ooh, I'll consider I ain't bust a nut in the last 30 minutes So I say, "Yup, babygirl, I'ma hit it I'ma hit it, baby" Yup, she said, "Yup", I said, "Yup" I pull (up), I clap (yup, yup, yup) Baby (I'ma hit it, baby) And if that bitch can clip her seatbelt On the first try, then she ain't my type (I need a thicky!) Gravy need a bitch with a ass so fat That it makes it hard to live her life (goddamn) And I'ma get the bands even if I don't want to If you smell like Black & Mild's, baby, I don't want you Gravy got the drip and the cheese like I'm fondue All of y'all been on one, congrats, bitch, I'm on two And she call me Papa Johns I got the sauce, baby Get the fuck off my lawn Now get lost, baby! Bitch, I feel like Boss Baby mixed with Jack Frost 80 bitches in my crib Runnin' through 'em, Randy Ross, baby Ooh Pussy Gravy Light the blunts up when I walk in the building (ooh) Gravy gettin' buck everytime I get up in it (ayy) Always pull up with a plethora of women I be like, "Yup, bitch, that's how I be livin'" And your bitch say, "What's up?" Ayy, she tryna get it "Gravy, let me fuck", ooh, I'll consider I ain't bust a nut in the last 30 minutes So I say, "Yup, babygirl, I'ma hit it I'ma hit it, baby"

Don? t mind me, I mean no harm I? m just tryin? to save my Papa? s farm The bank came out and chained the gates ? Cause Papa can? t handle them interest rates Well, my Momma cried, my Grandma cried Grandpa would? ve cried but he done died But he left a bag with a note on the side It read,? Plant these seeds and watch? em rise? Don? t mind me, I mean no harm, I? m just tryin? to save my Papa? s farm The bank came out and chained the gates ? Cause Papa can? t handle them interest rates Well, my Momma cried, my Grandma cried Grandpa would? ve cried but he done died But he left a bag with a note on the side It read,? Plant these seeds and watch? em rise? You say you want it, you say you need it Pick it up on Saturday Man, I hope they don? t legalize it I make more cake when I got to hide it We get low, go row by row Put the Hank on then we do-si-do Mamma said,? Boy, you goin? straight to hell? Till I brought the cash back and she said,? Damn, that sells? Well, I had the farm paid off in twenty three days Now its time to raise some cane Call my cowgirls, get? em out That? s how we do it in the Dirty South Don? t mind me, I mean no harm I? m just tryin? to save my Papa? s farm The bank came out and chained the gates ? Cause Papa can? t handle them interest rates Well, my Momma cried, my Grandma cried Grandpa would? ve cried but he done died But he left a bag with a note on the side It read,? Plant these seeds and watch? em rise? Say you want it, babe, say you need it, babe Pick it up on Saturday So all my cowgirls around the world Put your hands up and start to swirl Hit them hips when you get 180 Shake them grits, let's make some gravy

Gravy! Ay ay ay ay ay Gravy train nature boy Ric Flair pop shit Think I'm Randy Savage when I hit you with that drop kick Hop in, walk out Pipe up, clock out New wrist, watch out Lil bitch that's a knock out Hop in, walk out Pipe up, clock out New wrist, watch out Lil bitch that's a knock out Hop in, walk out Pipe up, clock out New wrist, watch out Lil bitch that's a knock out Hop in, walk out Pipe up, clock out New wrist, watch out Lil bitch that's a knock out Ay bitch gravy back in business Flexin on your mama till its motherfucking Christmas I could take your bitch while I'm wearing all Gap I could walk into your label take a nap And still get racks Dr. J fuck your sister everyday (ay) I just beat your dad 5 times in croquet (ay ay) Gravy don't play (bitch) Cook up a fucking fillet (bitch) I had a coochie buffet Back where I stay shit was gourmet (bitch) Yung Gravity I come and pull your bitch (pull your bitch) Your mama's fantasy I come and scratch that itch (scratch that itch) You a blasphemy if you be talking shit (talking shit) Yung Catastrophe, landslide on your bitch (Woah) Hop in, walk out Pipe up, clock out New wrist, watch out Lil bitch that's a knock out Hop in, walk out Pipe up, clock out New wrist, watch out Lil bitch that's a knock out Hop in, walk out Pipe up, clock out New wrist, watch out Lil bitch that's a knock out Hop in, walk out Pipe up, clock out New wrist, watch out Lil bitch that's a knock out Bitch, it's Mr. Clean, call me Dr. Pristine When I walk across the water make it steam I got water, I got trees, I got salsa, I got steeze When I walk up in the building everyone get on they knees Gravy make you feel like you off of the narcotics When you really at your crib sipping Bombay with the tonic Whenever I start talking, man that shit sounds so harmonic Jumped through your bitch quick, think I'm fucking Sonic Icicle mentality Southern hospitality Your sister's ass got a lack of proportionality Hit it anyway despite the impracticality Gravy come through finesse your whole municipality Hop in, walk out Pipe up, clock out New wrist, watch out Lil bitch that's a knock out Hop in, walk out Pipe up, clock out New wrist, watch out Lil bitch that's a knock out Hop in, walk out Pipe up, clock out New wrist, watch out Lil bitch that's a knock out Hop in, walk out Pipe up, clock out New wrist, watch out Lil bitch that's a knock out

It's Gravy Bitch, you maidenless Uh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, it's Gravy (Dwilly, I'm scared) Uh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, ayy Fireworks on my neck It's a grand finale (finale) Bad hoes got a full schedule, 'bout to smash and rally (rally) Shawty throwin' that ass, it's your dear Aunt Sally I'm feeling generous, might just add a few folks to your family Hip, hip, hip, hip, hip, hooray I done piped a thicky today Hip, hip, hip, hip, hip, hooray Pull up, splash, flood the soirée Hip, hip, hip, hip, hip, hooray I done piped a thicky today Hip, hip, hip, hip, hip, hooray Pull up, splash, flood the soirée Pull up to the ball, look fabulous Gravy hit a Waltz with your bitch, real scandalous Got my intern doin' calculus, Frozen 3, uncut on the amulet Make that ass Shakespeare, Hamlet Have a lil' vigil with your bitch, yeah, it's candle-lit I'm the best thing since Cannabis One-week trial with your bitch, just dabbled it (woah) That subscription canceled Eatin' good, I'm Hansel You've been in distress I've been in your damsel Caked up, substantial Mm, good, I'm Campbells Hit it twice, then whipped the chariot straight back to Bandsville Hip, hip, hip, hip, hip, hooray I done piped a thicky today Hip, hip, hip, hip, hip, hooray Pull up, splash, flood the soirée Hip, hip, hip, hip, hip, hooray I done piped a thicky today Hip, hip, hip, hip, hip, hooray Pull up, splash, flood the soirée I pull up in the all glass slippers (slip) Turn Cinderella to a stripper Wrist doin' tricks like Flipper Team full of L.A. hoes like the Clippers Gravy spittin' on Beethoven 7-Eleven, she stay open Aubrey Plaza, I stay pokin' Tryna flex with the shades open I plead the fifth Came too quick, she keyed the whip I don't want bread, I need a bitch Yeah, side-milf said I gotta meet the kids Everybody love step-Gravy I'm ballin', y'all spectatin' Headhuntin', I'm neck-chasin' My point of view is breathtaking Hip, hip, hip, hip, hip, hooray I done piped a thicky today Hip, hip, hip, hip, hip, hooray Pull up, splash, flood the soirée Hip, hip, hip, hip, hip, hooray I done piped a thicky today Hip, hip, hip, hip, hip, hooray Pull up, splash, flood the soirée

Pour some gravy on it 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 bitch go stupid Hit the pussy once now it's love like Cupid (Whoa!) I'm the youngest Minnesotan makin' movement Ya bitch 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 bitch, cause she smellin' like some onions And there ain't no fuckin' way you see me going near that dungeon Bitch I got the sauce like I'm Bob fuckin' Avage Yo bitch got the slurp like 7-Eleven I'm gettin' more kick than a thicc bitch'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! I don't make rap Bitch I make smooth jazz! I don't got swag I got Pizzazz! Yo momma on my dick cause I look like ya dad I don't got the drip (Drip!) I got the splash! I don't make rap Bitch 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' Prosecco I'm lookin' perfecto I just met a thiccy I'm tryna finagle So leggo my eggo In the Winnebago My bitch is getting thicc like Hansel & Gretel Menace like I'm Dennis Naked with yo bitch playin' tennis Still fuckin' postin' with ya dentist! And I run off with yo bitch like a run-on sentence Now I'm drunk jet skiing with Ellen DeGeneres My slut goin' brazy I'm bumpin' the Haze-E 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 Bitch I make smooth jazz! I don't got swag I got Pizzazz! Yo momma on my dick cause I look like ya dad Hey, I don't got the drip (Drip!) I got the splaaaash! I don't make rap Bitch I make smooth jazz! I don't got steam I got Pizzaaazz! MILF's tryna fuck cause a look like a dad Aye I don't got a splish (Splish!) I got a splash (Splash!) I don't fuckin' rap Bitch I make smooth jazz! (smooth jazz) I don't got swag I'm a dad! Gravy in this bitch With the fuckin' Pizzazz! Bitch! Oh baby Gravyyy!

Oh, no doubt he got it to perfection Everything Mvjor Uh, ay I can eat my soup with some chopsticks (woah) I can smell your breath when you talk shit (that's nasty) All my birds exotic like the tropics (brr, brr) Pussy get her draft, I'm the top pick (fuck it up, fuck it up, baby) Young Jehova, says on my Diploma Españolas in my Motorola All my honeys come in pairs like I'm Noah Famous hoes want my meat like I'm BOA Steakhouse (woah) sauce, steakhouse Take your bitch out back bustin' breaks out Steakhouse (woah) sauce, steakhouse White hoes on my dick like I had a lake house I'm Outback, bounce back, count stacks, fun fact I fucked your momma, I fucked your momma I fucked your momma from the back Gravy caboose in this bitch Ain't ever stuntin', no juice with no bitch I might just borrow your bitch for tonight She was tighter than fuck, now she loose as it gets Gravy too wavy like Davy the Crockett I lock it, I cock it for cash in my pocket I bust it, I pop it, I'm off like a rocket Damn, Gravy, you snap like Popchip Drippin' like Ski when I drip like a faucet He toss it, I sauce it and mosh pit the profits I rainbow the wrist like I came out the closet Deposit my cock in your mom at the crossfit Steakhouse Take your bitch out back bustin' breaks out Steakhouse (woah), sauce, steakhouse Pussy on my Postmates ain't no take out And I got one, two, three, four, five, six sexy-ass milfs on my paper route (Baby) On my paper route Two, three, four, five, six, seven million hoes tryna take me out Bitch, come take me out I'm like a girl scout I be serving cookies like a girl scout Honeys at the crib, that's a birdhouse Gravy's birdhouse, bustin', I'm the first out Write a book 'bout getting top, call it Word of mouth Steakhouse (woah) sauce, steakhouse Take your bitch out back bustin' breaks out Steakhouse (woah) sauce, steakhouse White hoes on my dick like I had a lake house Woah Woah, woah, woah, woah Woah Bitch, please

Ayy, Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious Supercalifragilis, my ex be on some hoe shit Superman, I get them bands but ain't gon' buy you roses Super-duper, get them cougars, took my wrist and froze it Super-duper hoes Y'all got Oompa Loompa hoes I ain't never knew ya hoes Prolly still ran through 'em though Oh, wait, wait, wait, I, I do know your hoe? You talkin' 'bout, you talkin' 'bout Tracy? Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah You mean like, like, Tracy with the ass? Tracy with the, with the Honda? Well Oops! Baby Fuck up on your bitch, like oopsie daisy Never knew that was your boo, baby Hit it five times in the coupe Mercedes, whoopsie daisy, yeah Oops! Baby "Gravy hit my bitch" Yeah, whoopsie daisy I just had to hit, it's my duty, baby Sippin' on the goose like Boosie baby Oops, my fault I fuck her, send her home, I don't let her wipe off Fuck her, send her home, walk in front and might fall I forgot the rubbers, oops, live my life raw I'm about to nut, oops, in her eyeball Now she got the number, bitch feelin' like bae I just said I love her, oops, what did I say? Now she want kids, want kids in her face, oops Oops, my B, excuse my V And you already know I'm finna lose my peace Get pool like deep, get loose like leaf Can't lose my sleep, kick up my feet like I blew my knee Oops, I'm me Oops, I hit it again then flee Oops, I did it again Britney Oops, I did it again Britney Yeah, I said, "Oops! Baby" Fuck up on your bitch, like oopsie daisy Never knew that was your boo, baby Hit her five times in the coupe Mercedes, whoopsie daisy, yeah Oops! Baby "Gravy hit my bitch" Yeah, whoopsie daisy I just had to hit, it's my duty, baby Sippin' on the goose like Boosie, baby (Weezy, Gravy) Oops baby, baby (mhm), it's Weezy Gravy Oops baby, baby (mhm), this shit go crazy Oops, baby Gravy want your lady, it's a doozie, baby Drippin' and I'm sippin', yung groovy, baby With yo' lady, we gon' make a movie, baby (of us fuckin') If I want your bitch, I'm gon' fuck (on sight) Try to run up on me, good luck (pussy) Gravy in the building getting bucks (and hoes) Got bread like Scrooge McDuck Lil' bitch, I'm happy and I know it so I clap them fuckin' cheeks, yeah I'm bustin' on yo mama, look like Frosted Mini-Wheats And I'm happy she's a freak bitch, I been on my tweak shit I be clappin' cheeks, she got Pixar mom physique My neck, my back, got your momma on my sack My checks, my racks, it's the return of the motherfuckin' mack And I stay with the pack, though Clap, clap, then I'm out the backdoor Lil' Pillsbury, I stack dough Walkin' with a limp like a crack hoe Yeah, I said, "Oops! Baby" Fuck up on your bitch, like oopsie daisy Never knew that was your boo, baby Hit it five times in the coupe Mercedes, whoopsie daisy, yeah Oops! Baby "Gravy hit my bitch" Yeah, whoopsie daisy I just had to hit, it's my duty, baby Sippin' on the goose like Boosie baby, Weezy Gravy Oops! Baby Fuck up on your bitch, like oopsy daisy Never knew that was your boo, baby Hit her five times in the coupe Mercedes, whoopsie daisy, yeah Oops! Baby "Gravy hit my bitch" Yeah, whoopsie daisy I just had to hit, it's my duty, baby Sippin' on the goose like Boosie baby (Weezy Gravy)

God damn, baby You ever look down at your wrist and see a little snowman sitting on it? It's crazy They must be filming the new Ice Age movie or somethin' It's Jason Rich, baby I don't need a clean version 'cause this sh- is clean already I just flew down to Atlanta just so I could get some fetti And so I could see my Jewish bi-, she's bad, her name is Betty And I like to keep her round 'cause she make that mean spaghetti That's that mean sh-, that clean sh- I pull up on yo' seamstress I might just drop this album 'cause this is sh- is f- seamless And mail it to yo crib 'cause I'm all about convenience I piped all my professors so Yung Gravy on the Dean's List Ay, when I'm on the beat I'm vicious Gravy got the sauce so I keep your bi- nutritious (Yeah, yeah) now her man's looking so suspicious 'Bouta be flexing like Christmas, booty be looking delicious It get misty when I talk See the way I walk Furry Gucci slippers when I pull up on yo' block All these birds, I got a flock See the way I walk Wrist so f- chilly got a snowman on my clock I create a f- blizzy 'cause it's misty when I talk When I talk, when I talk, when I talk with yo' thot And my wrist is f- chilly, I got Frosty on my clock On my clock, on my clock, on my clock, on my clock (whoa) I ain't really Jewish but I gotta flex on Hanukkah Threesome with yo' auntie and a barber named Veronica Serenade yo' bitch with Bing Crosby on harmonica I'm covered in ice but I'm raising the thermometer Piping yo' bih in the grass, she shaking ass Gravy be skipping the class F- on yo' bih it's my task, you don't even ask Gravy so cold like Alaska Maybe Nebraska, give a b- asthma Up in the sky like I'm NASA Might cop a castle, you a lil' rascal Cover your b- in Tabasco (uh) I'm mixin' gin with the Kool-Aid Back of the Benz with your boo thang Police just told me to freeze And I told them mother- it's already too late Ice in my genetics, I came out the womb frozen I can say a couple words to your lady and get chosen Thanks for tuning into the smooth sounds of Yung Gravy A.K.A Lil' Steamer Keepin' y'all warm when it's chilly, baby Keepin' y'all warm when it's chilly The song's not over, I feel like a four leaf clover I got lucky with yo' mama and yo' Rabbi on Passover In the Rover I hit yo' sister up every time that I'm hungover 'Cause my head hurts and I need some f- booty to layover It get misty when I talk See the way I walk Furry Gucci slippers when I pull up on yo' block All these birds I got a flock See the way I walk Wrist so f- chilly got a snowman on my clock I create a f- blizzy 'cause it's misty when I talk When I talk, when I talk, when I talk, with yo' thot And my wrist is, wrist is chilly, I got Frosty on my clock On my clock, on my clock, on my clock, on my clock (Whoa) Pour some Gravy on it Pour some Gravy on it

Man that smells good! I can't get rich; I can't make a living, But I sure do something for the neighborhood women. I wake up every morning with em knocking at my door; You can't keep 'em waiting when they're begging for more. "Back! Back!" I hollered to my hound, "You're supposed to keep 'em from coming around!" I used to think they were after me But they're just after my recipe, for Good brown gravy, good brown gravy, I said Good brown gravy, Mmm, good brown gravy Well, you can sop it with a biscuit, you can eat it from a pan, You can lick it off your fingers when it's running down your hand. If I could get a backer I could cause a big commotion. I could put it on the market, call it "Biscuit Lotion." "Back! Back!" I hollered to my hound, "You're supposed to keep 'em from coming around!" I used to think they were after me But they're just after my recipe, for Good brown gravy, good brown gravy, I said Good brown gravy, Mmm, good brown gravy Well, Granny told my momma 'bout the power that it had; Good Brown Gravy is the way she got my dad. They tried to get me in the Army, tried to get me in the Navy, Just to get the secret of my good brown gravy. "Back! Back!" I hollered to my hound, "You're supposed to keep 'em from coming around!" I used to think they were after me But they're just after my recipe, for Good brown gravy, good brown gravy, I said Good brown gravy, good brown gravy Good brown gravy, good brown gravy I mean good brown gravy!

Bussin'! Gravy, Y2K, that's bussin' Ouh Said I wasn't gonna hit? Fuck it Gravy always makin' rain, buckets Lil' momma said she clean? Don't trust it I might fuck around and start a ruckus, yeah Yoko with the yay? Bussin'! Time piece pink face? Bussin'! Chimichurri on a steak? Bussin'! And when I'm wit' yo bae? Bussin'! Shawty said she clean? (Huh) Uh, suspect Double wrap 'cause the ass rambunctious (rambunctious) Hair? Luscious Said she out my league, but I did her justice Lil' momma suck it up like she Kirby Horses in the whip like the Kentucky Derby (giddy up) I don't play golf, but I stay with the birdies Bitch I'm dumb cold, call me Mr. McFlurry Said I wasn't gonna hit (hit, hit, hit) Fuck it Gravy always makin' rain, buckets Lil' momma said she clean? Don't trust it I might fuck around and start a ruckus, yeah Yoko with the yay? Bussin'! Time piece pink face? Bussin'! Chimichurri on a steak? Bussin'! And when I'm wit' yo bae? Bussin'! Ran off with your bitch, I said "vamoose" (Who?) Fresh as hell, always in a tan suit Spittin' rhymes, gettin' dimes, call me Dr. Seuss Feel like lucky charms, bitch I got a pot o' loot Fuck that, runway I wear a gap Ghostride, one way, Cadillac Eat fresh, Subway with the pack Sippin' tea, with your love, young chap (shut the fuck up) Said I wasn't gonna hit (hit, hit, hit, woah) Fuck it Gravy always makin' rain, buckets Lil' momma said she clean? Don't trust it I might fuck around and start a ruckus, yeah Yoko with the yay? Bussin'! Time piece pink face? Bussin'! Chimichurri on a steak? Bussin'! And when I'm wit' yo bae? Bussin'!

If she could loose I'd hate to be the other side of Sunday weather I'd hate to be the hair-bringer oh babe cuz I'd hate to be the one who lost my love to you Love wasn't there when I saw you I knew my way around And the grass was growing extra tall for me And I had your number in my head I could hardly remember the way it was before Then I saw the changes in the policy It was extra bold for me Was extra bold for me If she could loose I'd hate to be the other side of Sunday weather I'd hate to be the hair-bringer oh babe cuz I'd hate to be the one who lost my love to you The time can take as long as it wants to And my ayy said never never so long And know that I have never seen the winds like you If she could loose I'd hate to be the other side of Sunday weather I'd hate to be the hair-bringer oh babe cuz I'd hate to be the one who lost my love to you

Yeah 황홀의 끝으로 널 데리고 갈게, 갈래? 어둠이 내려앉기 전에 잠시만 잊고 잠시 동안 웃자, 어때? 그래 줄 거지? 아름답게 기억되어질, 아니, 기록되어질 날의 마지막 춤을 시작해 좋은 꿈을 꾸었다고 말할 수 있다면 돼 그걸로 돼 손잡고 딴단딴단딴 (can we stay in this moment?) 딴단딴 딴단딴단딴 딴단딴 (날이 새도록) (춤을 추자) Mmm, my la-a-ast, mmm, my la-a-ast 곧 끝나지만, our love was true, ooh-ooh Mmm, my la-a-ast, mmm, my la-a-ast 멈추지 말고, just let it flo-o-ow 세상의 가운데에서 원을 그리며 돌고 있어 달빛도 우릴 비추네 새드엔딩들 중에 제일 행복하고 아름다울 걸 이보다 완벽할 수 있을까 I'm a happiness seeker, yeah, someone calls me a psycho 이별도 완벽하게, 하고픈 romancer Forever we young, young, 이 시간 속에 영영 We never die, 욕심이 나더라도, that would be nice 작별 인사를 나누려고 해 네 숨결에 온기 남아있을 때, ayy Kiss me goodbye 여전히 so sweet (춤을 추자) Mmm, my la-a-ast, mmm, my la-a-ast 곧 끝나지만, our love was true, ooh-ooh Mmm, my la-a-ast, mmm, my la-a-ast 멈추지 말고, just let it flo-o-ow 많이 웃자, 더 밝게 웃어 슬픔마저도, 오늘이 마지막이란 걸 모르게 어차피 멀어질 날 아예 저 끝까지 가보자 다시는 못 돌아오게 손잡고 딴단딴단딴 (can we stay in this moment?) 딴단딴 딴단딴단딴 딴단딴 (날이 새도록) (춤을 추자) Mmm, my la-a-ast, mmm, my la-a-ast 곧 끝나지만, our love was true, ooh-ooh Mmm, my la-a-ast, mmm, my la-a-ast 멈추지 말고, just let it flo-o-ow 세상의 가운데에서 원을 그리며 돌고 있어 달빛도 우릴 비추네 새드엔딩들 중에 제일 행복하고 아름다울 걸 이보다 완벽할 수 있을까

I slept as I dreamed of a time long ago I saw an army of rebels dancing on air I dreamed as I slept, I could see the campfires A song of the battle, that was born in the flames And the rebels were waltzing on air I danced with a girl to the tune of a waltz That was written to be danced on the battlefield I danced to the song of a voice of a girl A voice that called "Stand till we fall We stand till all the boys fall" As we danced came the news that the war was not won Five armies were coming with carriage and gun Throught the heart of the camp swept the news from the front A cloud crossed the moon, a child cried for food We knew the war could not be won So we danced with the rifle, to the rhythm of the gun In a glade through the trees I saw my only one Then the earth seemed to rise hell hot as the sun The soldiers were dying, there was a tune to the sighing The song was an old rebel one As the smoke of our hopes rose high from the field My eyes played tricks through the moon and the trees I slept as I dreamed I saw the army rise A voice began to call, "Stand till you fall" The tune was an old rebel one

In the far-off Blueness of the falling night A fox, a squirrel, Bouncing out of sight In the far-off Vastness of the pallid sky Silently, the sun took a bow And winked goodbye So where do you go when the day is closed Only the forest knows So where do you go when the day is closed Only the forest knows Streaks of twilight Painted by a broom in flight A witch and her kitty cat In the blink of an eye Holding onto The last grains of scattered light Tracing breadcrumbs counting tree stumps Waltzing home on time So where do you go when the day is closed Only the forest knows So where do you go when the day is closed Only the forest knows Holding onto The last grains of scattered light Tracing breadcrumbs counting tree stumps Waltzing home on time

I was dancing with my darlin' To the Tennessee Waltz When an old friend I happened to see I introduced her to my loved one And while they were dancing My friend stole my sweetheart from me I remember the night And the Tennessee Waltz Now I know just how much I have lost Yes, I lost my little darlin' The night they were playing The beautiful Tennessee Waltz I remember the night And the Tennessee Waltz Now I know just how much I have lost Yes, I lost my little darlin' The night they were playing The beautiful Tennessee Waltz