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Yung Gravy

"Pizzazz"

[Intro]
(Pour some Gravy on it)
You know, sometimes they ask me, what do I do it for?
You see, I do it for the Jane Fondas, the Michelle Obamas
The Brandi Loves, the Sofia Vergaras (Mhm)
The Mrs. Incredibles, ha, the Mrs. Incredibles

[Verse 1]
Hey, say, I pull up in this b*t*h, go stupid
Hit the pu**y once, now it's love like Cupid (Woah)
I'm the youngest Minnesotan makin' movement
Ya b*t*h chose me cause she with the improvements (Baby)
Ayy, pull up to the function, spontaneous combustion (What?)
Gravy 6'6", y'all a bunch of a f**kin' munchkins (Ooh)
I ain't touch yo' b*t*h 'cause she smell like some onions
And there ain't no f**kin' way you see me goin' near that dungeon
Ayy, b*t*h, I got the sauce like I'm Bob-f**kin'-Evans
Yo' b*t*h got the slurp like 7-Eleven
I'm gettin' more cake than a thick b*t*h's weddin'
The beat leave you sweatin', my wrist leave you sleddin' (Ayy)

[Chorus]
Ayy, I don't got the drip (Drip), I got the splash
I don't make rap, b*t*h, I make smooth jazz
I don't got swag, I got pizzazz
Yo' mama on my d**k 'cause I look like ya dad
I don't got the drip (Drip), I got the splash
I don't make rap, b*t*h, I make smooth jazz
I don't got swag, I got pizzazz
Yo' mom tryna date 'cause I look like ya dad
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