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bbno$

Super Smash Bros.

 

Super Smash Bros.

(album: Baby Gravy 3 - 2023)


Turn that shit up, c'mon (bbno$)
Hello! (Woah)
Can you turn me up some?
Let's go

First things first
I wake up and get pu-na-na-na
First things first
Brush my teeth and count my guala-la
First things first
I'ma eat this beat, no Ramadan
First things first
I'ma super smash like Donkey Kong, woah

We'll need basics
We be the bestest
Money extensive
Baby Gravy always in the house, expenses
From the ceiling to the floor
Never be the press bitch
Cry with my exes
Beat so fastest
Baby got cafe lipp
Japanese girl, she electrics
On the station, need to go

Give your bitch dome, then I take a lift home (Woah)
Strapped akimbo, diamonds on my lymph nodes

A, B, C, D, E, F your bitch and keep it G
Got the H up on my waist to match the Hermes on my feet
I got my iPhone filled with fine hoes like J Biebs
And I feel like Kay Dee mixed with Ellen, I stack cheese
I count my M's until the end
I'm just like Oprah, pushing P
Queueing hoes up in my arms in my estate while sipping tea
You see me, Louie V, W is every week
Just so my ex bitch can see, why is this shit so easy (W-Woah)

First things first
I wake up and get pu-na-na-na
First things first
Brush my teeth and count my guala-la
First things first
I'ma eat this beat, no Ramadan
First things first
I'ma super smash like Donkey Kong, woah

We don't need basics
We be the bestest
Money extensive
Baby Gravy always in the house, expenses
From the ceiling to the floor
Never be the press bitch
Cry with my exes
Beat so fastest
Baby got cafe lipp
Japanese girl, she electrics
On the station, need to go

Feeling like I'm Gary Vee, I love my affirmation
She love Baby Gravy 3, we are her inspiration
If there ain't no compensation, there gon' be a complication
Looked down at my wrist, I see a shining star, constellation
Front door open, meet the Jehova
Red bottom Asics, up like Oprah Winfrey
She wanna be a witness
Begging for a dick pic
Merry, merry Christmas

Bored as hell, boy, I might start a restaurant (Vietnamese)
Holy guacamole, 'bout to nut, yeah, it's my dynamo

First things first
I wake up and get pu-na-na-na
First things first
Brush my teeth and count my guala-la
First things first
I'ma eat this beat, no Ramadan
First things first
I'ma super smash like Donkey Kong, woah

We'll need basics
We be the bestest
Money extensive
Baby Gravy always in the house, expenses
From the ceiling to the floor
Never be the press bitch
Cry with my exes
Beat so fastest
Baby got cafe lipp
Japanese girl, she electrics
On the station, need to go

done

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