Whoa Nelly Songtext
von Yung Gravy
Whoa Nelly Songtext
WHOA NELLY
Love a bitch with a lil belly (belly)
Made a quick mill′ lets celly (celly)
Girl you ain't fat, you just healthy (aye)
WHOA NELLY
I been on the roll like Jelly (roll)
You don′t fuck with me just tell me
Girl I aint rich, I'm just wealthy
Bad bitch she come from the South
Down here they good with the mouth
I might just cop me a house
I might just find me a spouse
Gravy he come from the North,
But I got more stripes than the Flag on the Fourth
I get it straight from the source,
Cause bitch, Gravy the source
You know when I come to the East
I hit Brooklyn and Staten, Manhattan and Queens
From the Midwest, I'm just wholesome and clean
But all of these women tryn′ get in my jeans
Got my estate in the West
2 extra cribs for the guest
Every direction I got a selection
Might run me a Gravy Train on the U.S.
WHOA NELLY
Love a bitch with a lil belly (belly)
Made a quick mill′ lets celly (celly)
Girl you ain't fat, you just healthy (aye)
WHOA NELLY
I been on the roll like Jelly (roll)
You don′t fuck with me just tell me
Girl I aint rich, I'm just wealthy
Whoa Nelly!
She saw the car that I′m driving,
Now that got her open and ready
I been fucking RnB chicks, since 1996,
I'm lit, ain′t shit you can tell me
All this cash got my Chrome Hearts heavy,
I walk like a pimp, homeboy I can't help it,
Your girl wanna slurp it 'fore we make it to the telly,
I told her bring her bestie, don′t be selfish,
Girl u gotta share me if u wanna impress me,
All this water on me, I need a jetski,
I′m a rich stepper, baby, these Giuseppes
King in my city, I'm a black Elvis Presley,
Check me, living like a star,
Money make the world go wild, and it works like a charm,
Some of my patnas still moving them chickens,
And they ain′t never been on no farm. (yeehaw)
Horses inside my Ferrari,
I feel like a cowboy, but without the cowboy boots,
Oh what a day, I'm just staying out the way,
While I′m smoking on hay, hotboxing in the coupe,
Driveway looking I opened up my own dealership,
Mane I got so many cars at the crib,
Came from the dirty, and I got it out the mud,
But i still don't fuck with no pigs.
WHOA NELLY
Love a bitch with a lil belly (belly)
Made a quick mill′ lets celly (celly)
Girl you ain't fat, you just healthy (aye)
WHOA NELLY
I been on the roll like Jelly (roll)
You don't fuck with me just tell me
Girl I aint rich, I′m just wealthy
Love a bitch with a lil belly (belly)
Made a quick mill′ lets celly (celly)
Girl you ain't fat, you just healthy (aye)
WHOA NELLY
I been on the roll like Jelly (roll)
You don′t fuck with me just tell me
Girl I aint rich, I'm just wealthy
Bad bitch she come from the South
Down here they good with the mouth
I might just cop me a house
I might just find me a spouse
Gravy he come from the North,
But I got more stripes than the Flag on the Fourth
I get it straight from the source,
Cause bitch, Gravy the source
You know when I come to the East
I hit Brooklyn and Staten, Manhattan and Queens
From the Midwest, I'm just wholesome and clean
But all of these women tryn′ get in my jeans
Got my estate in the West
2 extra cribs for the guest
Every direction I got a selection
Might run me a Gravy Train on the U.S.
WHOA NELLY
Love a bitch with a lil belly (belly)
Made a quick mill′ lets celly (celly)
Girl you ain't fat, you just healthy (aye)
WHOA NELLY
I been on the roll like Jelly (roll)
You don′t fuck with me just tell me
Girl I aint rich, I'm just wealthy
Whoa Nelly!
She saw the car that I′m driving,
Now that got her open and ready
I been fucking RnB chicks, since 1996,
I'm lit, ain′t shit you can tell me
All this cash got my Chrome Hearts heavy,
I walk like a pimp, homeboy I can't help it,
Your girl wanna slurp it 'fore we make it to the telly,
I told her bring her bestie, don′t be selfish,
Girl u gotta share me if u wanna impress me,
All this water on me, I need a jetski,
I′m a rich stepper, baby, these Giuseppes
King in my city, I'm a black Elvis Presley,
Check me, living like a star,
Money make the world go wild, and it works like a charm,
Some of my patnas still moving them chickens,
And they ain′t never been on no farm. (yeehaw)
Horses inside my Ferrari,
I feel like a cowboy, but without the cowboy boots,
Oh what a day, I'm just staying out the way,
While I′m smoking on hay, hotboxing in the coupe,
Driveway looking I opened up my own dealership,
Mane I got so many cars at the crib,
Came from the dirty, and I got it out the mud,
But i still don't fuck with no pigs.
WHOA NELLY
Love a bitch with a lil belly (belly)
Made a quick mill′ lets celly (celly)
Girl you ain't fat, you just healthy (aye)
WHOA NELLY
I been on the roll like Jelly (roll)
You don't fuck with me just tell me
Girl I aint rich, I′m just wealthy
Writer(s): Jordan Houston, Aaron Zuckerman, Benjamin David Burgess, Christian Dold, Matthew Raymond Hauri Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com