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Bussin' Gravy Y2K that's bussin' Ooh Said I wasn't gon' hit, fuck it Gravy always make it rain buckets Lil' mama said she clean, don't trust it I might fuck around and start a ruckus Yeah, yo girl with the yay, bussin' Timepiece pink face, bussin' Chimichurri on a steak, bussin' And when I'm with your bae, bussin' Shorty said she clean, uh Suspect I double wrap 'cause the ass rambunctious (Rambunctious) Hair luscious Said she out my league but I did her justice Lil' mama suck it up like she Kirby Horses in the whip like the Kentucky Derby (Giddie 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 gone hit (Hit, hit, hit) Fuck it Letras de cancionesGravy always make it rain buckets Lil' mama said she clean, don't trust it I might fuck around and start a ruckus Yeah, yo girl with the yay, bussin' Timepiece pink face, bussin' Chimichurri on a steak, bussin' And when I'm with your bae, bussin' Ran off with your bitch, I said vamoose Fresh as hell, always in the tan suit Spittin' rhymes, gettin' dimes, call me Dr. Seuss Feel like lucky charms, bitch, I got a pot of loot Fuck that runway, I wear Gap Ghost ride one way Cadillac Eat fresh, Subway with the pack Sippin' tea with your love young chap (Shut the fuck up) Said I wasn't gone hit (Hit, hit, hit) Fuck it Gravy always make it rain buckets Lil' mama said she clean, don't trust it I might fuck around and start a ruckus Yo girl with the yay, bussin' Timepiece pink face, bussin' Chimichurri on a steak, bussin' And when I'm with your bae, bussin' From Letras Mania