Yung Gravy - Betty (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Yung Gravy - Betty (en) Lyrics
...never gonna give you up
never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around
and desert...
Never lay it down, baby
(It's really yung gravy) uh
Ay, with your baby mama
at the crib I blow her backout
Shawty filipino
and she call me manny pacquiao
Alley-oop without the hoop
they call me jerry stackhouse
Dazing out in public
but your mama made me snap out
Before I get the dough
got the morning routine
Wake up bright and early
get some brand new cream
Floss 3 times,
baby i’m so clean
Gravy got cheese now,
that’s poutine (oh baby)
Gravy coming hot like
i’m hoppin' off the griddle
Pull up on the kid
if you’re tryna get belittled
All the mamas love me now
I think i’m peanut brittle
Flex the rainbow,
bag it like some skittles
Gravy why you out of pocket?
(Out of pocket)
Stop it! (Oh no)
I’m getting money,
gravy crockett
Drop it
Never take an l no more
Never take a damn thing slow
All I know
is chase this dough
And get money
(get the money, get the money)
Never gonna take no loss
Never gonna lose my sauce
All I know
is chase this (whoa)
And get money (get money,
get money, get money)
(Get money)
Probably
into the early morning
(Oh, get money)
Yeah, I live the fast life
(whoa)
Yeah, you know I live
the fast life
I don’t got a type!
Baby i’m a cash type
Still getting dividends
from the past life
I get your daddy’s net worth
on a bad night
'Cause I act right
Yeah, rocking rick, clapping
astley's like the 80s
Never give it up until
the reaper come and slay me
Pull up with a zelda
and a peach and a daisy
I be dirty dancing
now they yelling gravy swayze
(Damn gravy
you so vicious) oh
(You so clean
and so delicious)
(How come
you ain’t got no misses)
(Count that paper
count them riches)
(Get money) get money
Gravy, get money
(Whoa)
Disco weapon
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