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Miami Ice - Yung Gravy
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Miami Ice Yung Gravy

Miami Ice - Yung Gravy
[Intro]
We packin' Diamond Pistols

[Chorus]
Ayy, look at that boy, he lit, goddamn, he wildin’
With your mammi in Miami or an island
Sippin' Brandy, gettin' sandy and I’m smilin'
South Miami hootenanny
Look at that boy, he lit, goddamn, he wildin'
With your mammi in Miami or an island
Sippin' Brandy, gettin' sandy and I'm smilin'
South Miami hootenanny (Whoa)

[Verse 1]
Got the Fanny, she deserve a Grammy
Lookin' for a mom like I’m lil’ orphan Annie
Or Bambi, I'm comin’ for your family
I don't want yo bitch 'cause that ass Flat Stanley
I guess she from the wrong part of Florida
My whip, my cash, my bitch all foreigners (Baby)
I'm pourin’ up, sittin' here ignorin' yo bitch
She at church and she say I don't go enough
Snakes in the grass ain't slick, bitch, I'm mowin' up
Kill the motherfuckers and the beat, call the coroner
Everything be goin' up, I'm winnin' just for showin' up
Gravy Train, bitch, yeah I got the secrеt formula, baby
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