Want to request a song? Tell us your rating? Send us a Text Message right now! In yonder home, with thy babe's mother, I doth satisfy her desiresMaiden of Filipino descent, she calleth me Manny Pacquiao, in raptures we retireAlas, without a hoop, they compareth me to Jerry Stackhouse, athletic sireWhilst lost in reverie, in public, thy mother causeth me to refocus and acquireEre I attaineth the dough, a morning routine, I embark uponI awakeneth bright and early to a fresh abundance of cream, a dawn rebornThrice I cleanse my person, fair lady, pristine I adornGravy possesseth cheese, lo, 'tis poutine, a dish to adornGravy arriveth fervently, akin to departing the heated griddle's gripShould thou wish to challenge my stature, approacheth, to be belittled, betwixtMothers of all spectrums adoreth me, as though I were peanut brittle, nay to quipFlexeth the rainbow, baggeth like Skittles, within my grip they shall slipGravy, wherefore dost thou transgress?Cease thy actions, I insist!I earneth riches, akin to Gravy Crockett's list(Drop it)No longer do I taste defeatNor doth my pace in life slow, to move at a tardy beatAll I know is to pursueeth dough, swift and fleetAnd acquire wealth, a pursuit grand and sweetNever shall I suffer a loss, mine heart doth decreeNever shall I relinquish my exquisite sauce, as it defines meAll I know is to chase this wealth, verilyAnd acquire money, prosperous and freeThou knowest I leadeth a life of haste and speedI possess no preferences, my lady, save that of the monetary deedStill reaping dividends from days of yore, indeedOn a dire night, I shalt surpass thy father's net worth, thy heart impedeFor I comport myself righteously, as thou seestAdorned in garments fashioned by Rick, clapping hands like the 80s, ne'er ceasethUntil death's scythe approacheth and calleth me to the feastI arrive with a Zelda, a peach, and a daisy, dancing with prowess unleashedLo, Gravy, thou art a being most viciousThou art clean and delectable, thy charm so auspiciousPray tell, why hast thou no paramour, no missus?Counting the paper, counting the riches, 'tis truly fortuitousNever shall I suffer a loss, mine heart doth decreeNever shall I relinquish my exquisite sauce, as it defines meAll I know is to chase this wealth, verilyAnd acquire money, prosperous and freeDUBBY DUBBY is declaring WAR on big Energy! Use the promo code "1001songs" at checkout for 10% off! Blessington Support the podcast when you buy a Blessington watch! Use the promo code “1001songs” at checkout. DUBBYDUBBY is declaring WAR on big Energy! Use the promo code "1001songs" at checkout for 10% off! Disclaimer: This post contains affiliate links. If you make a purchase, I may receive a commission at no extra cost to you.Support the showFollow us on Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/1001songsthatmakeyouwanttodie/Follow us on TikTok: @the1001crew