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Yung Gravy & bbno$ - Welcome to Chilis prod. Y2K (Official Music Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yung Gravy
Yung Gravy
Vocals
bbno$
bbno$
Vocals
Nick Seeley
Nick Seeley
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ari Starace
Ari Starace
Songwriter
Nick Seeley
Nick Seeley
Songwriter
Matthew Hauri
Matthew Hauri
Songwriter
Alexander Gumuchian
Alexander Gumuchian
Songwriter
Maiquel Romero
Maiquel Romero
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Y2K
Y2K
Producer
Jeff Ellis
Jeff Ellis
Mastering Engineer
Nick Seeley
Nick Seeley
Producer

Lyrics

Niña, baila la cumbia sabrosa Mueve tu cadera y goza Dame tu boquita que quiero tus labios besar (bbno$) Que me ha dado- So she got the booty poppin' like it's bubblegum-gum Beat up on that booty like rum-pum-pum-pum Will not listen to your bullshit, nah-nah-nah-nah Baby Gravy droppin' heat, dat rah-tah-tah-tah Pour yo' bitch a lil' Courvoisier Yoko Ono came through with the yay Roll mo' blunts up baby, ándale Let's get lit like it's a holiday My name is bbno$, let me tell you again I change the no to yes and now everybody claims they're my friend You find the Baby Gravy on the top and we will not descend I got the pepperoni pizza, Fendi frames and blue cheese lens, yeah No stains on my white G-Fazos Wanted 20 mil', turn my shit to pesos Got a billi' when I cucked Jeff Bezos Hey Alexa, I'm playin' baby, please don't take me off payroll (bbno$) So she got the booty poppin' like it's bubblegum-gum Beat up on that booty like rum-pum-pum-pum Will not listen to your bullshit, nah-nah-nah-nah Baby Gravy droppin' heat, dat rah-tah-tah-tah Pour yo' bitch a lil' Courvoisier Yoko Ono came through with the yay Roll mo' blunts up baby, ándale Let's get lit like it's a holiday Hey Gravy Hey Baby What's good, bitch? Every day I wake up and I'm back on my bullshit How come every time I say a word, it's some good shit? I was born a Mac, I be on some Fleetwood shit I'ma stay givin' miniscule fucks You need aimbot, pussy boy, a crutch Gravy Baby start crime, we Starsky Hutch (ayy) Star studded event when I valet park I think I'm Paul Wall dripped in the rally car I like a blunt mixed up with some caviar I like your mom but shit, she gave me battle scars G-g-got the booty poppin' like it's bubblegum-gum Beat up on that booty like rum-pum-pum-pum Will not listen to your bullshit, nah-nah-nah-nah Baby Gravy droppin' heat, dat rah-tah-tah-tah Pour yo' bitch a lil' Courvoisier Yoko Ono came through with the yay Roll mo' blunts up baby, ándale Let's get lit like it's a holiday
Writer(s): Nick Seeley, Ari Starace, Matthew Hauri, Alexander Gumuchian, Michael Romero Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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