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yung gravy & juicy j - whoa nelly lyrics

[intro: juicy j]
woah
play me some pimpin’, mane

[chorus: yung gravy]
woah, nelly
love a b+tch with a lil’ belly (belly)
make a quick mil’ like sally (sally)
girl, you ain’t fat, you just healthy (ayy)
woah, nelly
i be on the roll like jelly (roll)
you don’t f+ck with me? just tell me (tell me)
girl, i ain’t rich, i’m just wealthy

[verse 1: yung gravy & juicy j]
bad b+tch, she come from the south (south)
dyin’ to get with her mouth (mouth)
i might just cop me a house
i might just find me a spouse
gravy, he come from the north
but i got more straps than the flag on the fourth
i get it straight from the source
’cause b+tch, gravy the sauce
you know when i come to the east i hit brooklyn and stay in manhattan and queens
from the midwest, i’m just wholesome and clean
but all of these women try get to my jeans
got my estate in the west
two extra cribs for the guest
every direction, i got a selection
might ride me a gravy train on the us (shut the f+ck up)
[chorus: yung gravy & juicy j]
woah, nelly
love a b+tch with a lil’ belly (belly)
make a quick mil’ like sally (sally)
girl, you ain’t fat, you just healthy (ayy)
woah (woah), nelly
i be on the roll like jelly (yeah)
you don’t f+ck with me? just tell me (tell me)
girl, i ain’t rich, i’m just wealthy

[verse 2: juicy j]
woah, nelly
she saw that car that i’m driving
now that got her open and ready
i been f+cking r&b chicks since 1996
i’m lit, ain’t sh+t you can tell me
all this cash got my chrome hearts heavy
i walk like a pimp, homeboy, i can’t help it
your girl wanna suck before we make it to the tally
i told her bring her bestie, don’t be selfish
girl you gotta share me if you wanna impress me
all this water on me, i need a jet ski
i’m a rich stepper, baby, these giuseppe’s
king of my city, i’m a black elvis presley
check me livin’ like a star
money make the world go “wow”
and it works like a charm (charm)
some of my partners, still movin’ them chickens
and they ain’t never been on no farm (yeehaw)
horses in south, my ferrari
i feel like a cowboy, but without the cowboy boots
oh, wanna date? i’m just stayin’ out the way
what am i smokin’ on, hey? hotbox in the coupe
driveway lookin’ like i opened up my own dealership, man, i got so many cars at the crib
came from the dirty and i got it out the mud (mud)
but i still don’t f+ck with no pigs (pigs)
[chorus: yung gravy & juicy j]
woah, nelly (mm+hm)
love a b+tch with a lil’ belly (yes sir)
make a quick mil’ like sally (uh+uh)
girl, you ain’t fat, you just healthy (you know it)
woah (woah), nelly
i be on the roll like jelly (let’s go)
you don’t f+ck with me? just tell me (yes sir)
girl, i ain’t rich, i’m just wealthy (yeah)

[outro: juicy j]
woah
woah
woah
woah
woah
shut the f+ck up

- yung gravy juicy j lyrics

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