Keisha & Becky (Remix|Explicit) - Russ Millions/Tion Wayne/Aitch/Swarmz/Sav'o/JAY1

Lyrics by：Russ splash/Tion Wayne/Gotcha/Aitch/Swarmz/Sav'o/JAY1

Composed by：Russ splash/Tion Wayne/Gotcha/Aitch/Swarmz/Sav'o/JAY1

Very sexy Keisha Becky

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 what the bomba

Drip like my chain shake that a*s it's insane

Very sexy Keisha Becky

Like baby stop it everything's mad if I slap this rocket bullet

Fit like ten bags in amiri pockets racks

I love this s**t I can't stop it

Baby arch your back and slide on it

Try hit chest neck belly or back

Manna big man twenty racks on tax

Very sexy yelly steffy bullet

Baby shake up your bum-bum shake it

Don't have sex without condoms nah

Cali spliff looking hong kong loud

I don't pipe your girl- that's my don-don

Very selective selected corn eject it

The way he ran off he meant it gone

Yo both hands on the back when

I tap it grab it and slap it becky a savage

Lemme show you a magic trick

You can have this d**k after that man vanish

Two milfs in a whip bro-bro said

He wanted a bit told him he can manage

This baby face an advantage man still

Show a big girl what a man is

Give her my screw face she caught me staring

What do you expect when your skirts so short

Out here twerking gone past caring she went

Out cheating the girl got caught

Stepped in the place all shiny I don't have

A chain man glow when I walk

Don't phone if you're wasting my time got me changing my line

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

Drip like my chain shake that a*s it's insane

Very sexy keisha becky

How many l's did I take this year

And how many times did I buck your chicky

Had a cap on my head like 50 when

I gave wood to your girl that's dicky

And I didn't wanna holla at becky so

I went brighton and holla'd at britney

And how many chicks did I swipe

Top of my head I think about fifty

And I don't really wanna hear nonsense

Man send one text to your female now the bad

B come looking like custard

Slim t'ic with the back come detail give her back

Shot two-two now she loved it

And the ting come quick like a e-mail

Make bell don got brain and he cuffed it

Jay bun up the place like a moshpit viral

Now I got fans in boston

Two stepped to the dance all saucy one gun

Lean man did it like russ did

And everyone wanna link keisha becky

Ease up likkle man stop it

Bad b from kway called lisa

S**t den wanna take wood cah I'm poppin'

Everyday I give thanks for the blessings

But I repent for numerous cheffings

If you saw the way that I kweffed him man

I weren't shocked that his bredrin left him

Bet they thought the last verse was

A fluke ting free my broski inside for some bootings

Man I'm boasy spend racks on a cuban

And my lightskin brownskin or cute tings

Man I love to go west spend figures

Then I go home eat bariis and hilib

African girl arch back I wan'

It-it pounded yam with okra or spinach

Snapchat-cam them boy you're all image

White girl soul food gaucho nobu

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

Drip like my chain shake that a*s it's insane

Very sexy keisha becky

Jay s jay s

They ain't made for the s**t they're soft

I done drill first think last

All these man wan' talk 'bout drill

They do drill rap but ain't got no heart

All the things man seen and done in the field

N***a you won't know the half

And bro told me he just done that bait

So now he's in a petrol bath

Bro backed it I told him dump off

Dump off before I back it they run off

Hit that once you can't be my lover

Hmp free up my brother

Ambush I got my block jumpy jumpy

Gyal on me man they love me

Two gyal who's holding this brucky

Oh my God look at that bumsy

Nine-nine-nine

See my guy got bagged for the chinging

The grind don't stop so we see this dough

I told bro just slap it in reverse

With a petrol can and burn them clothes

A9 got caught with the grub

Oh my so he's looking like two do one

And I pray on my life that

They ride in front the jakes

So the whole tings done

Big up my chocolate darling

True say that she lost the plot

Doing up-doing up gucci gang

With her nails on fleek as she whips that pot

My bro just reading the amm

Take that to the ot spot

Like we was fifteen

When we had the whole 9 block like wizard of oz

See back the beef

You get got g

Nine side we're on top b

Becky come and then slop me

And keisha mad cah she's on me

Back the beef you get got g

Nine side we're on top b

Becky come and then slop me

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

Drip like my chain shake that a*s

It's insane

Very sexy keisha becky