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Yung Gravy – Alley Oop Lyrics

Alley Oop Lyrics Yung Gravy (feat. Lil Baby)


Aye Drunk in Atlanta
I’m at you crib with the pack like I’m Santa (Santa)
With a b***h from Havana
F**k with the cream you get peeled like banana (Baby)
I pull out you panic
Ice on my wrist it took down the Titanic (Woo)
I’m at Giuseppe
I’m in the back of the store gettin’ Becky (Woo)
B***h

Baby!
This type of s**t that’s gon’ make them go crazy (Like woo)
I just pulled up in a brand new Mercedes (Woo)
She said she pregnant that can’t be my baby (Woo, yeah)
I was just stuck in the trap and they saved me

(Like woo) B***h, hop out the coupe
Dunk on your b***h and I hang from the hoop
(Like woo) B***h, Givenchy my suit
Me and Lil Baby pull up alley oop
(Woo, yeah) Think I’m no-winsky
I’m at your crib with mom sippin’ whiskey (Woo)
Gravy got love for the south (Baby)
I’ll fight your b***h at the Waffle House (Baby)
Think I’m Larry Bird, b***h
Dunk on your b***h cervix
Talkin’ ’bout you heard s**t
What you heard? B***h

Ready my hip, pardon my drip
Reach in my pocket, I pull out your b***h
Bentley my whip, came with the grip
Found out my b***h couldn’t fit
She f****n’ thick, b***h

Drunk in Atlanta
I’m at you crib with the pack like I’m Santa (Woah)
With a b***h from Havana
F**k with the cream you get peeled like banana (Baby)
I pull out you panic
Ice on my wrist it took down the Titanic (Woah, b***h)
I’m at Giuseppe
I’m in the back of the store gettin’ Becky
B***h

Baby!
This type of s**t that’s gon’ make them go crazy (Like woo)
I just pulled up in a brand new Mercedes (Woo)
She said she pregnant that can’t be my baby (Woo, yeah)
I was just stuck in the trap and they saved me

(Like woo) B***h, hop out the coupe
Dunk on your b***h and I hang from the hoop
(Like woo) B***h, Burberry suit
Me and Lil Baby pull up alley oop
(Woo, yep) Think I’m Tim Duncan
How come your mom and your b***h call me pumpkin
(Woo, Hoe) Dip in the taxi
F**k on your b***h in the back of the Zaxby’s, b***h

I don’t play games n***a, know that
I just want to screw it like I Kodak
I done got the brain, you can come and get your hoe back
I can find a bag anywhere, f**k a Lojac
I just call the phone when I’m perkin’ ’bout the throwback
I’ma let my chain hang, everywhere I go at
I done been to chain gang, I don’t want to go back

These that hoopin’ s**t baby
You gotta break the p***y ankles baby
Dream shaker t*****s

(Like woo) B***h, hop out the whip
Pull up I’m lookin’ like Tokyo Drift
(Whoa) B***h I got the gift
Scoop up your mama
Lil b***h in my Lyft
(Whoa) B***h Magic Johnson
Pull up I gave her that Magic Johnson
Yeah, I’m in the kitchen
B***h it’s Young Gravy
I’m splashin’ on Pippen


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