Cheryl
Any kind of fool could see
There was something in everything about you
Gravy train
Baby come back, you can blame it all on me
I was wrong, and I just can't live without you
Juice, sauce, little bit of dressing (ooh)
Ice, wrist, little bit of flexing (aye)
Juice, sauce, little bit of dressing (ooh)
Ice, wrist, little bit of flexing (aye)
I went to the store for some chocolate flavored milk
Came home with a thick chocolate colored milf
All she wanted was a little gravy train for Christmas
She was purely interested in giving me the business
Pretty sure I was like twenty when it happened (flex)
Speakers playing Marvin Gaye, so I started snapping
All of a sudden Momma had her ass clapping
We were in the aisle with the paper and the napkins
I was mesmerized by the was that it was shaking
Looked down at her cart and all she had was bacon
Ooh shit, I think she want some breakfast
But out the corner of my eye I saw my fuckin' dentist
Juice, sauce, little bit of dressing (ooh)
Ice, wrist, little bit of flexing (aye)
Juice, sauce, little bit of dressing (ooh)
Ice, wrist, little bit of flexing (aye)
I went to the store for some chocolate flavored milk
Came home with a thick chocolate colored milf
All she wanted was a little gravy train for Christmas
She was purely interested in giving me the business
Guess it turned out that my dentist was a wife
Same dentist I had already piped thrice
I'm not trying to pull up on your wife, girl I promise
But it's starting to look a lot like Trapped in the Closet
I was thinking about that masterpiece by R-Kelly
When suddenly my dentist started rubbing on my belly
Looked down at her cart, she had the biscuits with the jelly
That's the time that Gravy hit a threesome in the deli
Gravy got racks, and my baby got back
Serenading your bitch on the sax
No slack in my mac, you better relax
That my crib, scented candles with the dirty sprite
R-Kelly playing while I lay that pipe
Fuckin' with your bitch all night
I pull up with that pipe, I'ma
Pull up on your bitch, pull up with that bitch I'ma
Gravy train
There was something in everything about you
Gravy train
Baby come back, you can blame it all on me
I was wrong, and I just can't live without you
Juice, sauce, little bit of dressing (ooh)
Ice, wrist, little bit of flexing (aye)
Juice, sauce, little bit of dressing (ooh)
Ice, wrist, little bit of flexing (aye)
I went to the store for some chocolate flavored milk
Came home with a thick chocolate colored milf
All she wanted was a little gravy train for Christmas
She was purely interested in giving me the business
Pretty sure I was like twenty when it happened (flex)
Speakers playing Marvin Gaye, so I started snapping
All of a sudden Momma had her ass clapping
We were in the aisle with the paper and the napkins
I was mesmerized by the was that it was shaking
Looked down at her cart and all she had was bacon
Ooh shit, I think she want some breakfast
But out the corner of my eye I saw my fuckin' dentist
Juice, sauce, little bit of dressing (ooh)
Ice, wrist, little bit of flexing (aye)
Juice, sauce, little bit of dressing (ooh)
Ice, wrist, little bit of flexing (aye)
I went to the store for some chocolate flavored milk
Came home with a thick chocolate colored milf
All she wanted was a little gravy train for Christmas
She was purely interested in giving me the business
Guess it turned out that my dentist was a wife
Same dentist I had already piped thrice
I'm not trying to pull up on your wife, girl I promise
But it's starting to look a lot like Trapped in the Closet
I was thinking about that masterpiece by R-Kelly
When suddenly my dentist started rubbing on my belly
Looked down at her cart, she had the biscuits with the jelly
That's the time that Gravy hit a threesome in the deli
Gravy got racks, and my baby got back
Serenading your bitch on the sax
No slack in my mac, you better relax
That my crib, scented candles with the dirty sprite
R-Kelly playing while I lay that pipe
Fuckin' with your bitch all night
I pull up with that pipe, I'ma
Pull up on your bitch, pull up with that bitch I'ma
Gravy train
Credits
Writer(s): John Charles Ii Crowley, Peter Beckett, Matthew Hauri, Jason Michael Rich
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