Letra de ​No Way Jose - BABY GRAVY

(Feat. bbno$, BABY GRAVY)

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

Shawty think that I'm sexy, I'm loveable

Never fumble a bag, that's impossibleShawty broke my dick, playing Whac-A-Mole

I'ma gladiate the coochie, like I'm Russel Crowe

Going dumb-dumb

Yeah, this shit gon' pop, turn it up some

I'ma scam your 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 bumbum

My stummy hurt before a flight, I pop a tumtum

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

Twenty thousand leagues balls deep in your bitch (Twenty thousand?)

Fuck 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 (Woah)

I check my balance, it's time to celebrate

Drip like Christmas, bitch, I decorate

Exodia that pussy, 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 your 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 bumbum

My stummy hurt before a flight, I pop a tumtum

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 it (Woo)

I check my balance, it's time to celebrate

Drip like Christmas, bitch, I decorate

Exodia that pussy, 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 your 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 bumbum

My stummy hurt before a flight, I pop a tumtum

I need bread, you got crumbs, I don't want none

No way Jose

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