Luyện nghe bài hát Kathleen

Oh, ay, ay, ay
Gravy
Danny, I see you
Uh, Gravy on the gas

I got MILF's at my meet n greet, I I came up (bitch)
Flash flood every they bring my name up
I was fucking with your mama, but I she changed up (Whoa)
all good, Gravy switch 'em up like K cups
Ay, and your mama get
Pull up on sister, hit it twice and make my exit
on yo exes, just so I can flex it
Ay, god that's aggressive

Ay, this some shit lil bitch
Working out with some freaky bitches doing freak
Tandem bike wit yo mama told her she could it
get it popping bitch I think I'm Pop Secret
Yeah I'm clean
so sick bitch I think I need a vaccine
Yo getting Gravy withdrawals like I'm caffeine
Now I got a new bitch, think her name is
Must be
Matter fact, now I think about it might be
I'm in the
Pull up on your in the Asics like an athlete

I got at my meet n greet, I think I came up
Flash flood every time they my name up
I was fuckin' with mama, but I guess she changed up (Whoa)
all good, Gravy switch 'em up like K cups
Ay, and your mama get
up on your sister, hit it twice and make my exit
Fuckin' on yo exes, so I can flex it
Ay, god that's aggressive

gang captain bitch my swag is so atrocious
I pull up on yo bitch and her hopeless I'm ferocious
I don't drive a Rarri but I up in a Focus
Ima fuck yo bitch and I split the ocean I'm Moses
hold up
Get the fuck up out my face give me a break, up
Ay, she gon cook me steak and say my grace, up
I put gravy on her plate she love the taste, hold up
I touched your granny then I rub it in in your face, up
I play sick so I flirt with all the nurses, ay
Take yo and leave you hurt because I'm perfect, ay
Imma and she gon squirt and leave me surfin', ay
She gon my dick in cursive, ay

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I got MILF's at my n greet, I think I came up (bitch)
Flash every time they bring my name up
I was with your mama, but I guess she changed up (Whoa)
It's all good, Gravy switch 'em up like K
Ay, and your get nexted
Pull up on your sister, hit it twice and make my
Fuckin' on yo exes, just so I can it
Ay, that's aggressive

Chef-boy like the Pillsbury dough
up on ya ho
Turn off the lights and i
Paula Abdul with the (Whoa)
Lately i rapping fast but I'm driving slow
And lately I been ass at the grocery store
I shouldna gone there, she got the blonde that don't belong there
I think that weave needa getta cut, need some care
My timepiece every time I put it on there
And everytime yo mama through she fold like a lawn
Whoo, yeah you know that chick
And then she the muffins up until that shit golden
I shine that booty up before I slide, like I'm
Ice on my wrist 'cause whippin' got it swollen