wussup (feat. Yung Gravy)

bbno$

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    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
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    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: Boom, 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

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    Wussup? (Wussup?) Wussup? (Wussup?)
    Wussup? (Wussup?) You can call me anytime
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    Wussup? (Wussup?) You can call me anytime, wussup?

    Ayy, shawty came up to 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 to three girls, yeah, he finally monogamous

    Wussup? (Wussup?) Wussup? (Wussup?)
    Wussup? (Wussup?) You can call me anytime
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    Wussup? (Wussup?) You can call me anytime
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    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

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    Composition: Mayer Hawthorne, Ari Starace, and Matthew Hauri

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