Luyện nghe bài hát Kathleen

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

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

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

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

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

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

Chef-boy flexing like the Pillsbury
up on ya ho
Turn off the lights and i
Paula Abdul with the (Whoa)
i been rapping fast but I'm driving slow
And lately I clapping ass at the grocery store
I shouldna gone there, she got the blonde hair that belong there
I that weave needa getta cut, need some lawn care
My timepiece every time I put it on there
And everytime yo mama she fold like a lawn chair
Whoo, you know that chick foldin'
And then she cook the muffins up until shit golden
I that booty up before I slide, like I'm bowlin'
Ice on my wrist that whippin' got it swollen