âWhite Clawâ Written by: Matthew Hauri, Shania Twain, Christian Dold, Robert John Richardson, Aaron Zuckerman Produced by Diamond Pistols & Popnick Mixed by Manny Marroquin Mastered by Dave Kutch at The Mastering Palace
I know a girl, She's got her flaws She's gluten free, But I got sauce And i'm a gentleman, So without a pause I brought her, a case of claws (let's drink em)
Gravy: Black Cherry and Lemon Lime, And Mango, I got every kind of Claw Which one you want?
Shania Twain: Ohhh Whiskey is just not for me Tequila makes it hard to see, at all So when he calls
Both: Say fuck it all, baby Let's have a claw
Shania Twain: Let's hear it for the boss Let's have a, round of applause For the man whoâs doing all he can for, what a woman wants He likes to think Iâm broken, cause it makes him feel important Heâd give anything to save me, Ohh he thinks i'm his baby Sometimes Iâd love to leave him, But I think he'd just stop breathing Besides, all my friends love him, and so do their mothers Because, he brought the claws
Gravy: Ohh i brought em baby
Gravy: Black Cherry and Lemon Lime, And Mango, I got every kind of Claw Which one you want?
Shania Twain: Ohhh Whiskey is just not for me Tequila makes it hard to see, at all So when he calls
Both: Say fuck it all, baby Let's have a claw
Gravy: Sheâs recently divorced, And she likes medicine for horses So I risk my freedom for it, Got me dodging law enforcement She's in love with me, but Iâm in love with tweaking Weekdays shes at work, so we get wasted on the weekend Said sheâs dairy free, But i always catch her cheesinâ
Shania Twain: And he might just have a Claw, But heâs never going vegan, not at all But when I call (but when she calls)
Gravy: Black Cherry and Lemon Lime, And Mango, I got every kind of Claw Which one you want?
Shania Twain: Ohhh Whiskey is just not for me Tequila makes it hard to see, at all So when he calls
âWhite Clawâ Written by: Matthew Hauri, Shania Twain, Christian Dold, Robert John Richardson, Aaron Zuckerman Produced by Diamond Pistols & Popnick Mixed by Manny Marroquin Mastered by Dave Kutch at The Mastering Palace
I know a girl, She's got her flaws She's gluten free, But I got sauce And i'm a gentleman, So without a pause I brought her, a case of claws (let's drink em)
Gravy: Black Cherry and Lemon Lime, And Mango, I got every kind of Claw Which one you want?
Shania Twain: Ohhh Whiskey is just not for me Tequila makes it hard to see, at all So when he calls
Both: Say fuck it all, baby Let's have a claw
Shania Twain: Let's hear it for the boss Let's have a, round of applause For the man whoâs doing all he can for, what a woman wants He likes to think Iâm broken, cause it makes him feel important Heâd give anything to save me, Ohh he thinks i'm his baby Sometimes Iâd love to leave him, But I think he'd just stop breathing Besides, all my friends love him, and so do their mothers Because, he brought the claws
Gravy: Ohh i brought em baby
Gravy: Black Cherry and Lemon Lime, And Mango, I got every kind of Claw Which one you want?
Shania Twain: Ohhh Whiskey is just not for me Tequila makes it hard to see, at all So when he calls
Both: Say fuck it all, baby Let's have a claw
Gravy: Sheâs recently divorced, And she likes medicine for horses So I risk my freedom for it, Got me dodging law enforcement She's in love with me, but Iâm in love with tweaking Weekdays shes at work, so we get wasted on the weekend Said sheâs dairy free, But i always catch her cheesinâ
Shania Twain: And he might just have a Claw, But heâs never going vegan, not at all But when I call (but when she calls)
Gravy: Black Cherry and Lemon Lime, And Mango, I got every kind of Claw Which one you want?
Shania Twain: Ohhh Whiskey is just not for me Tequila makes it hard to see, at all So when he calls
YG is enjoying a little twang in his trap these days. In our Footnotes interview, he says he had fun "gravy-fying" the Zac Brown Band's gritty "Chicken Fried." Come find out about the 4'10" gorgeous girl from Louisville that Mr. Gravy was dating at the time he put the track together. Come find out about the two people in painter Grant Wood's classic 'American Gothic.â Come find out what âThe Notebook' has to do with âDukes of Hazzard.' And come see what our guy says about the relationship lyrics in the upcoming album, 'Serving Country.'
Executive Producer: Chris Pereira Producer: Ronni Leverich Editor: Kevin Rose Design: Sydney Emery Format developed by: Sydney Emery, Justin Brown, Austin Prahl Senior Manager, Post Production: Dominic Siri Music & Talent: Annie Shapiro + Sam Mackoff
Shawty known to get bands Slurp me up like quicksand She look like a rave kid All them gold wrist bands Shawty call me great white Stack it broad daylight She gon' pay for date night Long as I treat that cake right We can go to the mall, I'll buy you everything And she like ten years older, said, "Please, no childish games" Said, "I don't care 'bout nothin' baby", so fuck that fame I like you just how you are Girl, you my sugar thang, girl you my My sugar thang, baby, you my sugar thang My sugar thang, baby, you my sugar thang My sugar thang, baby, you my sugar thang My sugar, my, my, my sugar thang This shit makes me wanna (whoa) Fuck it up Shawty tryna pipe yours truly (Gravy) Riding with a milf named Julie Too much ass, shit's unruly Buckle up (killing 'em) Lil' bitch, you know I'm a rider And nothing would be finer than to be in Carolina With a foxy lil' soccer mom 50k on both her arms That's my lil' Celine Dion This her sugar mama song She tuck me in, suck me off Russian girl, she strokin' off Shawty want that pipe Don't you worry, bitch, I'm Tony Hawk My sugar thang, baby, you my sugar thang My sugar thang, baby, you my sugar thang My sugar thang, baby, you my sugar thang My sugar, my, my, my sugar thang I pull up to the city Asked how rich, lil' mama said pretty She on the committee Of dumb bad thick, real guaped up bitties I hit a little shimmy Every time I see them little gifts she give me Got me all giddy Nfts, Non-Fake Titties We can go to the mall, I'll buy you everything And she like ten years older, said, "Please, no childish games" Said, "I don't care 'bout nothin' baby", so fuck that fame I like you just how you are Girl, you my sugar thang, girl you my My sugar thang, baby, you my sugar thang My sugar thang, baby, you my sugar thang My sugar thang, baby, you my sugar thang My sugar, my, my, my sugar thang My sugar thang, baby, you my sugar thang My sugar thang, baby, you my sugar thang My sugar thang, baby, you my sugar thang My sugar, my, my, my sugar thang
http://vevo.ly/HB61q1Yung Gravy - Dancing In The Rain (Official Music Video)Yung Gravy2022-10-28 | Official music video for âDancing In The Rainâ by Yung Gravy. Off the new album âMarvelous.â Get the album here: yunggravy.lnk.to/marvelous
âșCredits: Adriaan Kirchner (video director) Jessie Diamond (video editor) Phil Staiman (video producer) AK Films (production company)
âșOfficial âDancing In The Rainâ Lyrics:
Iâm dancing in the rain I cannot refrain From sliding in yo dame, I get change Dancing in the rain Cant fuck wit these lames I cannot complain, I get change
50k for a show and a hunnid for my wrist Hunnid fifty for my skrt, couple milly at the crib Ain't yo baby, baby You can keep the gravy out yo lips, Ainât no way that baby gravy gonna change the way he live
50k for a show and a hunnid for my wrist Hunnid fifty for my skrt, couple milly at the crib Ain't yo baby, baby You can keep the gravy out yo lips, Ainât no way that baby gravy gonna change the way he live
WOO For these hoes? No Dough? No Hoes? No Nope, nope Gravy still for pope though
For these hoes? No Dough? No Hoes? No Nope, nope Gravy still for pope though
Bitch Iâm dead fresh, I might pull up in the hearse truck Gravy been a dog, Lisa Ann was my first love I stay with the bad hoes, but I be the worst one When they picking teams, Gravy always be the first one
Juice, Sauce, Lil bit of guala. Oops, just, supersoaked yo mama. New, bitch Michelle Obama Gravy bring the ruckus to the local Benihana
50k for a show and a hunnid for my wrist Hunnid fifty for my skrt, couple milly at the crib Ain't yo baby, baby You can keep the gravy out yo lips, Ainât no way that baby gravy gonna change the way he live
50k for a show and a hunnid for my wrist Hunnid fifty for my skrt, couple milly at the crib Ain't yo baby, baby You can keep the gravy out yo lips, Ainât no way that baby gravy gonna change the way he live
50k for a show (for a motherfucking show) And a hunnid for my wrist (for my goddamn wrist) Couple milly at the crib (at the motherfucking crib) Ainât no way that baby gravy gonna change the way he live
http://vevo.ly/DD8OzfYung Gravy - Betty (Get Money) (Official Music Video)Yung Gravy2022-06-10 | âBettyâ (Get Money) out now on Spotify, Apple Music, and all your favorite streaming services: https://YungGravy.lnk.to/betty
Director: Adriaan Kirchner @agetime Executive Producer: Sarah El Khawand @sarahelkawand Line Producer: Sarah El Khawand @sarahelkawand 1st Assistant Director: Xavier Hamel @catdaddddddy Camera Operator: Alex Fauver @a_fauvs 1st Assistant Camera: Brian Hall @briansphotohall DIT: Jessie Diamond @jraydiamond Gaffer: Mike Williamson @mikewilliamsoncinema Best Boy Electric: Isaac Marziali @isaacmarz Key Grip: Myles Evenson @mylesmystery Best Boy Grip: Garrett Kline @gkline5 Production Designer: Rashi Jain @rashi_designs Prop Master: Andrew Caso @andrewcaso Wardrobe Stylist: Naomi Zinns @naomizinns Stylist Assistant: McKenna Matus Stylist Assistant: Azzy Carrillo MUA: Nelly Santiago @nells26 MUA Assistant: Shelby Samantha Juan Hair Stylist: Blyss Snead @theblyssexperience Choreographer: Monica Giavanna @monicagiavanna Main Dancer: Klaudia Antos @klaudiaantos Dancer: Rolanda Catapano @roroswagg Dancer: Ariana Rosado @arirosado Dancer: Nicole Hutton @nicoleehutton Animal Trainer: Titus Reynolds Production: Mark Allen @markswaveyy Production: Sam Ferrell Editor: Jessie Diamond @jraydiamond Colorist: Dan Edwards @edwardsdan VFX Artist: Patrick Lawler @patricklawler Production Company. @777productions_
Video Credits: Tracy: Ariana Madix Bird: DJ Tiiiiiiiiiip Directed & Shot by: Adriaan Kirchner Produced by: Sean Lyness Editor: Jesse Ray Diamond Colorist: Kinan Chabani Steadicam op: Quaid Cde Baca Art Direction: Cory Bailey Stylist: JOurdan Kadow Make up: Mary Kendall Camera Assistant: Alex Fauver Gaffer: Shawn Anderson Key Grip: Chris Hartsell Best boy: Glenn McDonald Best boy: Jaan Kristjan Utno Covid Officer: Noah Spindle
Lyrics: Ayy, Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious Supercalifragilis- MY EX BE ON SOME HOE SHIT Superman, I get them bands but ain't gon buy you roses Super-duper, get them cougars, took my wrist and froze it Super-duper hoes Y'all got Oompa Loompa hoes I ain't never knew ya hoes Prolly still ran through em though
Oh, wait wait wait, I, I do know your hoe? You talkin' bout, you talkin' bout Tracy? Nah nah nah nah nah, You mean, like, like, Tracy with the ass? Tracy with the, with the Honda? Shit... WELL
Oops! baby Fuck up on your bitch, like oopsie daisy Never knew that was your boo, baby Hit it five times in the coupe Mercedes, whoopsie daisy, yeah Oops! baby âGravy hit my bitchâ Yeah, whoopsie daisy I just had to hit, it's my duty, baby Sippin' on the goose like Boosie baby Yeah, I said oops! baby Fuck up on your bitch, like oopsy daisy Never knew that was your boo, baby Hit it five times in the coupe Mercedes, whoopsie daisy, yeah Oops! baby âGravy hit my bitchâ Yeah, whoopsie daisy I just had to hit, it's my duty, baby Sippin' on the goose like Boosie baby
Lil bitch, I'm happy and I know it so I clap them fuckin' cheeks, yeah I'm happy and I show it to your mama in the sheets And I'm happy she's a freak hoe, Happy so my teeth glow Yeah, my bitch elite, I be clapping every week My neck, my back, got your mama on my sack My checks, my racks, it's the return of the motherfuckin' mack And I stay with the pack, though Clap, clap, then I'm out the backdoor Lil' Pillsbury, I stack dough Walkin' with a limp like a crack hoe
Oops! baby Fuck up on your bitch, like oopsie daisy Never knew that was your boo, baby Hit it five times in the coupe Mercedes, whoopsie daisy, yeah Oops! baby âGravy hit my bitchâ Yeah, whoopsie daisy I just had to hit, it's my duty, baby Sippin' on the goose like Boosie baby Yeah, I said oops! baby Fuck up on your bitch, like oopsy daisy Never knew that was your boo, baby Hit it five times in the coupe Mercedes, whoopsie daisy, yeah Oops! baby âGravy hit my bitchâ Yeah, whoopsie daisy I just had to hit, it's my duty, baby Sippin' on the goose like Boosie baby
#YungGravy #Oops #GASANOVAYung Gravy - Gas Money (Official Music Video)Yung Gravy2020-10-05 | Gasanova out now on Spotify, Apple Music, and all your favorite streaming services: yunggravy.lnk.to/GASANOVA
Credits: Video Director: Reggie Video Producer: Steven Taylor Video Editor: Troy Charbonnet Director of Photography: Grant Duncan Production Company: AVONNI
Lyrics: Countinâ up that cash money, fast money, all up in your ass money I whip a Tesla, still got gas money I ainât a bitch, yessir I keep cash on me You can get your face smacked if you act funny Cash money, fast money, I evade tax money I got dough, bitch you broke like some glass money Racked up, I'm the young Johnny Cash Money Make gas mother fucker thatâs gas money
I think Iâm Jack in the Box cause I stay up in the buns And your Ex got that box rated âEâ for everyone Oooooo damn girl, thatâs nasty I hit the spin move when she tried to harass me Tryinâ live but Iâm dodginâ these thots To the right and the left like Iâm playing hopscotch And Iâm counting my bread up, nonstop Gas money fuck a stop watch shit donât ever stop Fuck a PO, fuck a piss test Yâall racist, stay lovinâ incest (fuckinâ pussies) Drive by get sprayed with the Windex Cause yâall nasty boofinâ them cigarettes (aye) And it's Gravy Eternally talkinâ my shit Your girl eternally jockinâ my dick And I could die today but my gangâll stay eternally paid
They be countinâ up that cash money, fast money, all up in your ass money I whip a Tesla, still got gas money I ainât a bitch, yessir I keep cash on me You can get your face smacked if you act funny Cash money, fast money, I evade tax money I got dough, bitch you broke like some glass money Racked up, I'm the young Johnny Cash money Make gas mother fucker thatâs gas money
I hit the pick six straight into the endzone Make your bitch flip, now you in the friend zone (friend zone) Back shots then she let me drive the Benz home In Atlanta and Iâm selling at the Benz Dome That's a quickie bag, cop a Jag, Gucci backpack Imma flip it fast into cash like its black jack I'm the Sammy Davis Jr. junior from the ratpack Gravy fuck your bitch and disappear like Iâm a snapchat
Thatâs that gas money Bitch I deserve a plaque money Daddy flapjacks how I stack money (aye)
Countinâ up that cash money, fast money, all up in your ass money I whip a Tesla, still got gas money I ainât a bitch, yessir I keep cash on me You can get your face smacked if you act funny Cash money, fast money, I evade tax money I got dough, bitch you broke like some glass money Racked up, Iâm the young Johnny Cash money Make gas mother fucker thatâs gas money
[Chorus] Gravy get near, your bitch disappear, I call that shit magic (Woah) She was your B, now she with me, ain't that shit tragic? (Baby) Gravy get close, you get comatose, that shit automatic (Woah) I'm castin' spells, you takin' L's, shit is fantastic
[Post-Chorus] Pull up on a bitch it get steamy Think I'm Houdini, lookin' like a genie (Ayy) Got that sauce, Fettuccine; Gravy so creamy, wrist so gleamy (Ayy) Shit, I'm in it, eatin' that God damn spinach Wit a bad bitch, she Finnish Gravy get near, your career get finished
[Verse 1] I'm like open sesame, now your bitch right next to me Pipe up, that's my destiny, call that shit finnessery, baby Ooh, that's a flex; do a little trick, now your bitch is your ex Heard my voice, now she tryna have sâ (Woah) Flexin' ain't too complex, baby
[Bridge] Alaka-fuckin'-zam I'm like, "Bitch, who is your mans?" Abracadabra with these hands Hit yo' bitch with the shazam
[Chorus] Gravy get near, your bitch disappear, I call that shit magic (Woah) She was your B, now she with me, ain't that shit tragic? (Baby) Gravy get close, you get comatose, that shit automatic (Woah) I'm castin' spells, you takin' L's, shit is fantastic
[Post-Chorus] Pull up on a bitch and get steamy Think I'm Houdini, lookin' like a genie, baby Got that sauce, Tortellini; Gravy so creamy, wrist so gleamy (Ooh) Shit, I'm in it, eatin' that God damn spinach Wit a bad bitch, she Finnish Gravy get near, your career get finished
[Verse 2] I'm so sorry, that I had to end it Gravy serve it up like I'm playin' fuckin' tennis 2018, I'll be runnin' for the Senate Gravy took your bitch, that's a fuckin' epidemic (Crazy) Hit a bird call and your bitch come hither Your bitch hit my line and the goods get delivered Pull up and I splash like a motherfuckin' river Wrist so cold, make a grown man shiver
[Outro] Gravy get near, your bitch disappear, I call that shit magic (Woah) She was your b, now she with me, ain't that shit tragic? (Baby) Gravy get close, you get comatose, that shit automatic (Woah) I'm castin' spells, you takin' L's, shit is fantastic Bum-bum-bum-bum, bum-bum-bum-bum
http://vevo.ly/BM68siYung Gravy, bbno$ - Whip A TeslaYung Gravy2019-08-15 | Yung Gravy & bbno$ - Whip A Tesla (Official Music Video)
Video Directed/Edited by John Rawl Video Produced by Lillie Wojcik Produced by Downtime & J Gramm Written/Performed by Yung Gravy & bbno$ Whips Provided by Turo
LYRICS [Intro] bbno$
[Chorus: bbno$ & Yung Gravy] Whip a Tesla, spinners lookin' kinda extra (Extra) Find me bumpinâ up my fees, I'm sorry that I'm clever Wear a cap and gown like how the hell this make me better? Dodge my exâs texts (Thot), now she sendin' letters Hey Alexa, hey Alexa How many bitches can we fit in the Tesla? Told your bitch, "Nope," like I'm fuckin' Chuck Testa Thottie gon' finesse so I'm namin' her Vanessa
[Verse 1: bbno$] I told that mom to call me never 'less we talkinâ cheddar I got my money up from where it was, my main endeavor (Yup) This money growinâ faster than myself, it's hard to measure Iâm four-foot-two, my racks not pretty, girls, I love 'em never, woah
[Verse 2: Yung Gravy] Whip electric, pockets lookin' hectic Butterfly doors when I let your bitch exit Look majestic, move onto my next bitch She look 42, man, I think I'm dyslexic
[Chorus: bbno$ & Yung Gravy] Whip a Tesla, spinners lookinâ kinda extra (Extra) Find me bumpin' up my fees, I'm sorry that I'm clever Wear a cap and gown like how the hell this make me better? Dodge my ex's texts (Thot), now she sendin' letters Hey Alexa, hey Alexa How many bitches can we fit in the Tesla? Told your bitch, "Nope," like I'm fuckin' Chuck Testa Thottie gon' finesse so I'm namin' her Vanessa
[Verse 4: bbno$] Ditch school, drop cheddar Get coupe, change weather This lady gotta send my money, she should call me never Brrt, brrt, brrt, please just call me never Double bitch, double header, Prada runners with the leather
[Verse 5: Yung Gravy] Switch lanes, get change, pull up with a thick chain 2018 world record for the dick game Gravy Guinness, front flip the finish That's how you doin' business when your side bitch a gymnast
[Chorus: bbno$ & Yung Gravy] Whip a Tesla, spinners lookin' kinda extra (Extra) Find me bumpin' up my fees, I'm sorry that I'm clever Wear a cap and gown like how the hell this make me better? Dodge my ex's texts (Thot), now she sendin' letters Hey Alexa, hey Alexa How many bitches can we fit in the Tesla? Told your bitch, "Nope," like I'm fuckin' Chuck Testa Thottie gon' finesse so I'm namin' her Vanessa
http://vevo.ly/o9PJu1Yung Gravy - Buttered Up (Audio) ft. Juicy JYung Gravy2019-05-31 | Buttered Up ft. Juicy J (Official Audio)
Get the album âSensationalâ now: https://YungGravy.lnk.to/SensationalYD
http://vevo.ly/4Z82vtYung Gravy, Pouya, Ramirez, Trippy tha Kid - The Boys Are Back In Town (Audio)Yung Gravy2019-05-31 | The Boys Are Back In Town ft. Pouya, Ramirez, Trippy tha Kid (Official Audio)
Get the album âSensationalâ now: https://YungGravy.lnk.to/SensationalYD
[Chorus] Gravy get near, your bitch disappear, I call that shit magic (Woah) She was your b, now she with me, ain't that shit tragic? (Baby) Gravy get close, you get comatose, that shit automatic (Woah) I'm castin' spells, you takin' L's, shit is fantastic
[Post-Chorus] Pull up on a bitch it get steamy Think I'm Houdini, lookin' like a genie (Ay) Got that sauce, Fettuccine Gravy so creamy Wrist so gleamy (Ay) Shit, I'm in it, eatin' that goddamn spinach Wit a bad bitch, she Finnish Gravy get near, your career get finished
[Verse 1] I'm like open sesame, now your bitch right next to me Pipe up, that's my destiny, call that shit finnessery, baby Ooh, that's a flex; do a little trick, now your bitch is your ex Heard my voice, now she tryna have sâ (Woah) Flexin' on ya too complex, baby
[Bridge] Ala-ka-fuckin-zam I'm like, "Bitch, who is your mans?" Abracadabra with these hands Hit your bitch with the shazam
[Chorus] Gravy get near, your bitch disappear, I call that shit magic (Woah) She was your b, now she with me, ain't that shit tragic? (Baby) Gravy get close, you get comatose, that shit automatic (Woah) I'm castin' spells, you takin' L's, shit is fantastic
[Post-Chorus] Pull up on a bitch and get steamy Think I'm Houdini, lookin' like a genie, baby Got that sauce, Tortellini; Gravy so creamy, wrist so gleamy (Ay) Shit, I'm in it, eatin' that goddamn spinach Wit a bad bitch, she Finnish Gravy get near, your career get finished
[Verse 2] I'm so sorry, that I had to end it Gravy serve it up like I'm playin' fuckin' tennis 2018, I'll be runnin' for the Senate Gravy took your bitch, that's a fuckin' epidemic (Crazy) Hit a bird call and your bitch come hither Your bitch hit my line and the goods get delivered Pull up and I splash like a motherfuckin' river Wrist so cold, make a grown man shiver
[Outro] Gravy get near, your bitch disappear, I call that shit magic (Woah) She was your b, now she with me, ain't that shit tragic? (Baby) Gravy get close, you get comatose, that shit automatic (Woah) I'm castin' spells, you takin' L's, shit is fantastic Bum-bum-bum-bum, bum-bum-bum-bum