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No Way Jose
Yung Gravy & bbno$
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Three hoes on top, what's the ratio? Might overdose on fellatio Turn three into four when your lady's close bitch, it's BG3, that's the way she goes Shorty thinks that I'm sexy, I'm lovable Never fumble a bag, that's impossible Shorty broke my dick playing Whack-a-Mole I'ma gladiate the coochie like I'm Russell Crowe Going dumb dumb Yeah, this shit gon' pop, turn it up some I'ma scam yo' bitch and your loved ones If she ain't have kids, I don't want none No way Jose! Um, I'm sorry, bro, your girl texting me her bum bum My stummy hurt before a flight, I pop a Tum, Tum I need bread, you got crumbs, I don't want none No way Jose! Yeah, my girl's favorite movie probably Click (bitch) Got the Adam Sandler Waterboy wrist Shawty got the jaws, but she call me Moby Dick 20,000 leagues, balls deep in your bitch (20,000!) **** a last name, I'm the people's champ I make it rain on these dames, make the people damp Got these hoes like moths, and my dick a lamp And my hoes work together, Lady and the Tramp I check my balance it's time to celebrate Drip like Christmas bitch, I decorate Exodia that p*ssy, you know I obliterate Ballin' with my twin, call it shake and bake Going dumb dumb Yeah, this shit gon' pop, turn it up some I'ma scam yo' bitch and your loved ones If she ain't have kids, I don't want none No way Jose! Um, I'm sorry, bro, your girl texting me her bum bum My stummy hurt before a flight, I pop a Tum, Tum I need bread, you got crumbs, I don't want none No way Jose! My lady favorite movie Madagascar And I never take L's, I'm always right, no NASCAR If I flop, it's on purpose, I'm a genius Mr. Clean on my song, bitch, we the cleanest She got a big body, big body for my benz Yeah, Gravy's on his horny shit, bring your friends If I nut, then I nut, well, there's nothing I can do about it Baby, that's my bag, yeah, I'm hoping you'll be cool about I check my balance, it's time to celebrate Drip like Christmas, bitch, I decorate Exodia that p*ssy, you know I obliterate Ballin' with my twin, call it shake and bake Going dumb dumb Yeah, this shit gon' pop, turn it up some I'ma scam yo' bitch and your loved ones If she ain't have kids, I don't want none No way Jose! Um, I'm sorry, bro, your girl texting me her bum bum My stummy hurt before a flight, I pop a Tum, Tum I need bread, you got crumbs, I don't want none No way Jose!
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