Keisha & Becky (Russ splash x Tion Wayne) ft. Tion Wayne Lyrics

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Very sexy, Keisha, Becky

Mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm

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 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

I ain't into verbal or beefin'

Or the internet talk or tweetin'

They love Snapchat, cams and 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 on that, I don't like conversation

Back then, chains they was confiscatin'

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

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 ass, it's insane

Very sexy, Keisha, Becky

Peng-Peng-Peng-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

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

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)

Very sexy, Keisha, Becky

Mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm

Very sexy, Keisha, Becky

Mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm

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

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