Cadbury Creme Video (MV)
Performed By: Yung Gravy
Featuring: bbno$, TrippyThaKid, BABY GRAVY
Written by: Alexander Gumuchian, Kyle Destafano, Matthew Hauri, Michael Crabtree, Mill Clinton
Yung Gravy - Cadbury Creme Lyrics
Baby Gravy Trippy that's the team
Gravy
It's the smooth sounds of Yung Gravy and f*ckin' Baby (Baby)
We with ya lady
I've been thinkin'
You been wastin' my time
All all my time (Baby Gravy)
All all my time
Flex
Baby
It's the season
Neck from ya ex
Every single evenin'
Bitch I'm freezin' for no f*ckin' reason
I gave y'all the sauce and the spice and the seasonin'
Extra sweetenin'
Question Mr. Money what's your seasonin'
Min max all my time I'm cookin' yeah you find me eatin' in
Uh hold up
Think yo bitch just might've dropped a pin
Listen to your lady she said Baby you should ease it in
I'm getting lucky ain't relyin' on luck
I put my money in investments and I doubled it up
No need to stress about a drink of choice it's bud or the bud
When the baby gravy bust through you know what f*ck's up
You should tell 'em Gravy
Aye aye don't you hit my phone line
I don't want yo nudes girl I need alone time
Baby Gravy 3 comin' through in no time
So it's go time
F*ck a co-sign (that's why I)
Flex
Baby
It's the season
Neck from ya ex
Every single evenin'
Bitch I'm freezin' for no f*ckin' reason
I gave y'all the sauce and the spice and the seasonin'
Extra sweetenin'
Question Mr. Money what's your seasonin'
Min max all my time I'm cookin' yeah you find me eatin' in
Uh hold up
Think yo bitch just might've dropped a pin
Listen to your lady she said Baby you should ease it in
So I put the sex in sexy (ooh)
Why Becky clawin' at my shirt tryin' to undress me (uh)
Hot hot damn got damn
I'm gettin' the mozzarella
I'm the boss with the sauce I've never been feelin' better
Hot damn
Lemme give my thanks
All to Tyra Banks
Filled my piggy bank
Sugar mama thangs
Baby
My diamonds do the jazz hands
And that's all I gotta say baby
I've been thinkin'
You been wastin' my time
All, all my time
All, all my time
I got yo mom askin' us for a pic (it's fine)
She's a six so I'd rather sip a fifth (on ice)
I'm finally healthy yeah how am I sick (I'm fine)
Baby baby baby baby
Man I wish I was a playa (ooh yeah)
Sick of breakin' rules did the dirty with the mayor (ooh)
I be in that coochie like I'm f*ckin' Tomb Raider
Baby-elevator
Gravy-frigerator
Posted with the Lakers
We be stackin' paper baby
'Cause bitch we goin' up
And we cold as f*ck
And we ballin' baby
We're the Baby Gravy bitch
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Baby Gravy Trippy that's the team
Gravy
It's the smooth sounds of Yung Gravy and f*ckin' Baby (Baby)
We with ya lady
I've been thinkin'
You been wastin' my time
All all my time (Baby Gravy)
All all my time
Flex
Baby
It's the season
Neck from ya ex
Every single evenin'
Bitch I'm freezin' for no f*ckin' reason
I gave y'all the sauce and the spice and the seasonin'
Extra sweetenin'
Question Mr. Money what's your seasonin'
Min max all my time I'm cookin' yeah you find me eatin' in
Uh hold up
Think yo bitch just might've dropped a pin
Listen to your lady she said Baby you should ease it in
I'm getting lucky ain't relyin' on luck
I put my money in investments and I doubled it up
No need to stress about a drink of choice it's bud or the bud
When the baby gravy bust through you know what f*ck's up
You should tell 'em Gravy
Aye aye don't you hit my phone line
I don't want yo nudes girl I need alone time
Baby Gravy 3 comin' through in no time
So it's go time
F*ck a co-sign (that's why I)
Flex
Baby
It's the season
Neck from ya ex
Every single evenin'
Bitch I'm freezin' for no f*ckin' reason
I gave y'all the sauce and the spice and the seasonin'
Extra sweetenin'
Question Mr. Money what's your seasonin'
Min max all my time I'm cookin' yeah you find me eatin' in
Uh hold up
Think yo bitch just might've dropped a pin
Listen to your lady she said Baby you should ease it in
So I put the sex in sexy (ooh)
Why Becky clawin' at my shirt tryin' to undress me (uh)
Hot hot damn got damn
I'm gettin' the mozzarella
I'm the boss with the sauce I've never been feelin' better
Hot damn
Lemme give my thanks
All to Tyra Banks
Filled my piggy bank
Sugar mama thangs
Baby
My diamonds do the jazz hands
And that's all I gotta say baby
I've been thinkin'
You been wastin' my time
All, all my time
All, all my time
I got yo mom askin' us for a pic (it's fine)
She's a six so I'd rather sip a fifth (on ice)
I'm finally healthy yeah how am I sick (I'm fine)
Baby baby baby baby
Man I wish I was a playa (ooh yeah)
Sick of breakin' rules did the dirty with the mayor (ooh)
I be in that coochie like I'm f*ckin' Tomb Raider
Baby-elevator
Gravy-frigerator
Posted with the Lakers
We be stackin' paper baby
'Cause bitch we goin' up
And we cold as f*ck
And we ballin' baby
We're the Baby Gravy bitch
Gravy
It's the smooth sounds of Yung Gravy and f*ckin' Baby (Baby)
We with ya lady
I've been thinkin'
You been wastin' my time
All all my time (Baby Gravy)
All all my time
Flex
Baby
It's the season
Neck from ya ex
Every single evenin'
Bitch I'm freezin' for no f*ckin' reason
I gave y'all the sauce and the spice and the seasonin'
Extra sweetenin'
Question Mr. Money what's your seasonin'
Min max all my time I'm cookin' yeah you find me eatin' in
Uh hold up
Think yo bitch just might've dropped a pin
Listen to your lady she said Baby you should ease it in
I'm getting lucky ain't relyin' on luck
I put my money in investments and I doubled it up
No need to stress about a drink of choice it's bud or the bud
When the baby gravy bust through you know what f*ck's up
You should tell 'em Gravy
Aye aye don't you hit my phone line
I don't want yo nudes girl I need alone time
Baby Gravy 3 comin' through in no time
So it's go time
F*ck a co-sign (that's why I)
Flex
Baby
It's the season
Neck from ya ex
Every single evenin'
Bitch I'm freezin' for no f*ckin' reason
I gave y'all the sauce and the spice and the seasonin'
Extra sweetenin'
Question Mr. Money what's your seasonin'
Min max all my time I'm cookin' yeah you find me eatin' in
Uh hold up
Think yo bitch just might've dropped a pin
Listen to your lady she said Baby you should ease it in
So I put the sex in sexy (ooh)
Why Becky clawin' at my shirt tryin' to undress me (uh)
Hot hot damn got damn
I'm gettin' the mozzarella
I'm the boss with the sauce I've never been feelin' better
Hot damn
Lemme give my thanks
All to Tyra Banks
Filled my piggy bank
Sugar mama thangs
Baby
My diamonds do the jazz hands
And that's all I gotta say baby
I've been thinkin'
You been wastin' my time
All, all my time
All, all my time
I got yo mom askin' us for a pic (it's fine)
She's a six so I'd rather sip a fifth (on ice)
I'm finally healthy yeah how am I sick (I'm fine)
Baby baby baby baby
Man I wish I was a playa (ooh yeah)
Sick of breakin' rules did the dirty with the mayor (ooh)
I be in that coochie like I'm f*ckin' Tomb Raider
Baby-elevator
Gravy-frigerator
Posted with the Lakers
We be stackin' paper baby
'Cause bitch we goin' up
And we cold as f*ck
And we ballin' baby
We're the Baby Gravy bitch
Writer: Alexander Gumuchian, Kyle Destafano, Matthew Hauri, Michael Crabtree, Mill Clinton
Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.