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Keisha & Becky Lyrics - Artist : Tion Wayne
[Russ (Tion Wayne):]
Very sexy, Keisha, Becky (Mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm) [Tion Wayne (Russ):] Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off Free up, free up that number Oh my God, look at that bumper, wha' the bomba? (Mhm-mhm) [Russ:] Drip like my chain, shake that ass, it's insane Very sexy, Keisha, Becky Russ with the rush and Tion Wayne Do you love me? Or love the fame? Hottest drill artist in the game Pull up and bark it, let it rain Excellent head on your neck with brain Temperament's nuts right now, don't play Mhm-mhm, drip, drip like my chain Racked-Racked up cakey, not Paigey You're crazy, don't get blazed (Bullet) Pump man out with that pumper (Bow) Cali weed, I love ganja (Love) Oh my gosh, look at her bumper, bumper 'Course I left with her number ('Course) Brown and leng, give her this thunder That's your girl, she left with my jumper (Huh) Hundred stabs, she screaming for mother [Tion Wayne:] I ain't into verbal or beefin' Or the internet talk or tweetin' They love Snapchat, Camden's speakin' Me, I was knockin' at man on G-wing Visit days in the field was a scary place Nigga, T-Wayne was the reason Even all now I don't like conversation Back then, chains it was confiscation' Go and check my light-skinned in Enfield Check my dark-skinned ting in Tottenham Pull up in a Range or the Merc, got options Uptown, I don't see the opps often But catch me in Central London 'Cah I love the finer things Man, I love dem diamond things I ain't going inside 'til my Niners in We ain't going inside 'til line is in [Tion Wayne (Russ):] Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off Free up, free up that number Oh my God, look at that bumper, wha' the bomba? (Mhm-mhm) [Russ:] Drip like my chain, shake that ass, it's insane Very sexy, Keisha, Becky Peng ting from Bellingham (Bad) No love, just suck this elephant (Suck it) No wap, grip, splash, mans wettin' 'em (Wet) Energy, got 'nuff adrenaline Sweet one, pull up, pull up, what's good? (Pull up) Make man sprint in his brand her boogs We buy things that you wish you could Man's getting paid if I'm in that shubs [Tion Wayne:] Eediat boy, only chases puss' Don't ride out when his boy get uhh Cream of the crop, flex on the opps Touch bust down and get touched with a uhh [Russ:] Bad boy D, take my cucumber That's your girl, come get your lover She goes wild under these covers Ratchet hoes, can't bring them to mother (Oh nah) [Russ (Tion Wayne):] Very sexy, Keisha, Becky (Mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm) Very sexy, Keisha, Becky (Mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm) [Tion Wayne (Russ):] Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off (Uh) Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off (Boom) Free up, free up that number Oh my God, look at that bumper, wha' the bomba? (Boom, boom, Mhm-mhm) Drip like my chain, shake that ass, it's insane Very sexy, Keisha, Becky |
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