Capo: 1st fret [Intro] Fmaj7 G Never gonna give you up Em7 Am Never gonna let you down F G Em7 Never gonna run around and desert you Am I'll never let you down, baby (It's really Yung Gravy), uh, ayy [Verse 1] F G With your baby mama at the crib, I blow her back out Em7 Am Shawty Filipino and she call me Manny Pacquiao F G Alley Oop without the hoop, they call me Jerry Stackhouse Em7 Am Dazin' out in public, but your mama made me snap out F G 'Fore I get the dough, I got the morning routine Em7 Am Wake up bright and early to some brand new cream F G Floss three times, baby, I'm so clean N.C. Gravy got cheese, now, that's poutine (Woah, baby) F G Gravy coming hot like I'm hoppin' off the griddlе Em7 Am Pull up on the kid if you're tryna get bеlittled F G All the mamas love me, now I think I'm peanut brittle N.C. Flex the rainbow, bag it like some Skittles [Pre-Chorus] F G Em7 Gravy, why you out of pocket? (Out of pocket) Am F Stop it (No, no) G I'm gettin' money, Gravy Crockett Em7 Am Drop it [Chorus] F G Never take an L no more Em7 Am Never take a damn thing slow F G Em7 Am (All I know is chase this dough and get money (Get the money, get the money)) F G Never gonna take no loss Em7 Am Never gonna lose my sauce F N.C. G Em7 Am (All I know is chase this (Woah), and get money (Gettin' money, gettin' money, gettin' money)) [Interlude] F G Get money Em7 Am Probably into the early morning F G Or get money Em7 Am Yeah, I live the fast life (Woah) [Verse 2] F Yeah, you know I live the fast life G Em7 I don't got a type, baby, I'm the cash type Am F Still gettin' dividends from a past life G Em7 I get your daddy's net worth on a bad night Am 'Cause I act right N.C. F G Yeah, I'm rockin' Rick, clappin' Astleys like the 80s Em7 Am Never give it up until the reaper come and slay me F G Pull up with a Zelda and a Peach and a Daisy Em7 Am I be dirty dancin', now they yellin' "Gravy Swayze" [Bridge] F G Damn, Gravy, you so vicious (Ooh) Em7 Am You so clean and so delicious (So delicious) F G How come you ain't got no missus? Em7 Am Count that paper, count the riches [Chorus] F G Never take an L no more Em7 Am Never take a damn thing slow F G Em7 Am (All I know is chase this dough and get money (Get the money, get the money)) F G Never gonna take no loss Em7 Am Never gonna lose my sauce F N.C. G Em7 Am (All I know is chase this (Woah), and get money (Gettin' money, gettin' money, gettin' money)) [Outro] F G Get money Em7 Am Get money, Gravy gettin' money F G Em7 Am Or get money, woah F G Get money Em7 Am Get money, Gravy gettin' money F G Em7 Am Or get money, woah N.C. (Disco weapon)
Never gonna give you up Never gonna let you down Never gonna run around and desert you (I'll never let you down, baby) (It's really Yung Gravy) Uh, aye With your baby mama at the crib and blow her back out Shawty Filipino and she call me Manny Pacquiao Alley Oop without the hoop, they call me Jerry Stackhouse Gazin' out in public, but your mama made me snap out Before I get the dough, I got the morning routine Wake up bright and early, this some brand new cream Floss three times, baby, I'm so clean Gravy got cheese, now that's poutine (Whoa, baby) Gravy come in hot like I'm hoppin' off the griddle Pull up on the kid if you're tryna get belittled All the mamas love me, now I think I'm peanut brittle Flex the rainbow, bangin' like some Skittles Gravy, why you out of pocket? (Out of pocket) Stop it (No, no) I'm gettin' money, Gravy Crocker Drop it Never take a L no more Never take a damn thing slow All I know is chase this dough and get money (Get the money, get the money) Never gonna take no loss Never gonna lose my sauce All I know is chase this (Whoa), and get money (Gettin' money, gettin' money, gettin' money) Get money Probably into the early morning Or get money Yeah, I live the fast life (Whoa) Yeah, you know I life the fast live I don't got a type, baby, I'm a cash type Still gettin' dividends from a past life I'll get your daddy's net worth on a bad night 'Cause I act right Yeah, I'm rockin' Rick, clappin' ass-tleys like the '80s Never give it up until the reaper come and slay me Pull up with a Zelda and a Peach and a Daisy I be dirty dancin', now they yellin', "Gravy Swayze" Damn, Gravy, you so vicious (Ooh) You so clean, so delicious (So delicious) How come you ain't got no misses? Count that paper, count the riches Never take a L no more Never take a damn thing slow All I know is chase this dough and get money (Get the money, get the money) Never gonna take no loss Never gonna lose my sauce All I know is chase this (Whoa), and get money (Gettin' money, gettin' money, gettin' money) Get money Get money, Gravy gettin' money Or get money, whoa Get money Get money, Gravy gettin' money Or get money, whoa Disco weapon
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