wussup
I cut the roof off of that bitch, yeah, I pulled up in the driveway
Five days, I ain't nut, I'm dyin' to see that heiny
She sent me booty pics with winky and a smiley
Before you know it, the convo' got ridiculously spicy
Hey wifey, I ain't need to sight-see
Honey, you the apple to my eye and a cherry with some ice cream
(Boys, I'm smooth) It was six past six
And she said she need a fix, I'm the man to give you dick
Wussup? (Wussup?)
Wussup? (Wussup?)
Wussup? (Wussup?)
You can call me anytime
Wussup? (Wussup?)
Wussup? (Wussup?)
Wussup? (Wussup?)
You can call me anytime, wussup?
I'm like, "Ooh, baby"
How I'm in your mama's ear and I'm moanin' crystal clear
Backshots like, "Ooh, baby"
Super Saiyan from the rear, booty got me sheddin' tears (uh, woah)
Ayy, I live that mack life
Three M.I.L.F.'s comin' through with an appetite
They revolvin' 'round my dick, like a satellite
The return of the mack, that's exactly right
Wussup? (Wussup?)
Wussup? (Wussup?)
Wussup? (Wussup?)
You can call me anytime
Wussup? (Wussup?)
Wussup? (Wussup?)
Wussup? (Wussup?)
You can call me anytime, wussup?
Ayy, shawty came up in me, she said, "Gravy, you should hit this"
Damn, girl, you got me down with the thickness
Hit my crib, baby, we could get explicit
She want the Gravy train, "Let me get some tickets"
Yeah, you can use me like a condiment
My shit small, but I make up for it in confidence, baby
All I need is you, no consonants
Gravy down with three girls, yeah, he finally monogamous
Wussup?
Wussup? (Wussup?)
Wussup? (Wussup?)
You can call me anytime
Wussup? (Wussup?)
Wussup? (Wussup?)
Wussup? (Wussup?)
You can call me anytime, wussup?
Wussup?
Wussup? (Wussup?)
Wussup? (Wussup?)
You can call me anytime
Wussup? (Wussup?)
Wussup? (Wussup?)
Wussup? (Wussup?)
You can call me anytime, wussup?
What you doin' with all that ass, girl? Yeah
What you doin' with all that ass, girl?
What you doin' with all that ass, girl? Yeah
What you doin' with all that ass, girl?
What you doin' with all that ass, girl?
What you doin' with all that ass, girl? Yeah
What you doin' with all that ass?
All that ass, baby, all that fuckin' ass, girl, yeah
It's bbno$, Yung Gravy, what's up, bitch?
Here's my number, 604-266-SUCK-THIS-DICK
Five days, I ain't nut, I'm dyin' to see that heiny
She sent me booty pics with winky and a smiley
Before you know it, the convo' got ridiculously spicy
Hey wifey, I ain't need to sight-see
Honey, you the apple to my eye and a cherry with some ice cream
(Boys, I'm smooth) It was six past six
And she said she need a fix, I'm the man to give you dick
Wussup? (Wussup?)
Wussup? (Wussup?)
Wussup? (Wussup?)
You can call me anytime
Wussup? (Wussup?)
Wussup? (Wussup?)
Wussup? (Wussup?)
You can call me anytime, wussup?
I'm like, "Ooh, baby"
How I'm in your mama's ear and I'm moanin' crystal clear
Backshots like, "Ooh, baby"
Super Saiyan from the rear, booty got me sheddin' tears (uh, woah)
Ayy, I live that mack life
Three M.I.L.F.'s comin' through with an appetite
They revolvin' 'round my dick, like a satellite
The return of the mack, that's exactly right
Wussup? (Wussup?)
Wussup? (Wussup?)
Wussup? (Wussup?)
You can call me anytime
Wussup? (Wussup?)
Wussup? (Wussup?)
Wussup? (Wussup?)
You can call me anytime, wussup?
Ayy, shawty came up in me, she said, "Gravy, you should hit this"
Damn, girl, you got me down with the thickness
Hit my crib, baby, we could get explicit
She want the Gravy train, "Let me get some tickets"
Yeah, you can use me like a condiment
My shit small, but I make up for it in confidence, baby
All I need is you, no consonants
Gravy down with three girls, yeah, he finally monogamous
Wussup?
Wussup? (Wussup?)
Wussup? (Wussup?)
You can call me anytime
Wussup? (Wussup?)
Wussup? (Wussup?)
Wussup? (Wussup?)
You can call me anytime, wussup?
Wussup?
Wussup? (Wussup?)
Wussup? (Wussup?)
You can call me anytime
Wussup? (Wussup?)
Wussup? (Wussup?)
Wussup? (Wussup?)
You can call me anytime, wussup?
What you doin' with all that ass, girl? Yeah
What you doin' with all that ass, girl?
What you doin' with all that ass, girl? Yeah
What you doin' with all that ass, girl?
What you doin' with all that ass, girl?
What you doin' with all that ass, girl? Yeah
What you doin' with all that ass?
All that ass, baby, all that fuckin' ass, girl, yeah
It's bbno$, Yung Gravy, what's up, bitch?
Here's my number, 604-266-SUCK-THIS-DICK
Credits
Writer(s): Andrew M Cohen, Matthew Hauri, Ari Starace, Alexander Gumuchian
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