- Body (Remix) [feat. ArrDee, E1 (3x3), ZT (3x3), Bugzy Malone, Buni, Fivio Foreign & Darkoo] 歌詞 Russ Millions Buni Darkoo E1 (3x3) ZT (3x3) Fivio Foreign Tion Wayne Bugzy Malone ArrDee
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- ArrDee Body (Remix) [feat. ArrDee, E1 (3x3), ZT (3x3), Bugzy Malone, Buni, Fivio Foreign & Darkoo] 歌詞
- Russ Millions Buni Darkoo E1 (3x3) ZT (3x3) Fivio Foreign Tion Wayne Bugzy Malone ArrDee
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Bah (Mm-mm), yo
Muad
Gotcha
E-E-English girl named Fiona, big batty girl named Abiola (Mm-mm)
Body-ody shaped like Cola ( Bah)
Back up, back up, bring it to the owner
Man, Im still up on the roads, couldve left (Bah, bah)
Still chattin to my bros on the tech (Mm-mm )
**** that, man, I dont give a F (Boom, boom)
What, you wanna get smoked? Cigarette (Bah, bah, bah)
English, English girl named Fiona, African girl, Adeola
Body-ody shaped like Cola, back up, back up, ayy, come closer
Vida loca (******), high as a kite, never sober
Python, hit him with a Cobra
Free up my bro, Casanova (Free him up)
Badman persona, badman alone can control her (Trol her)
Sorry, sorry, your sis got bent over
Push in my ood, take anaconda
Have you seen the state of her body? (Mad)
If I beat it, I aint wearin a Jonny (Hah)
Adeola when I roll with a geezer (With a geez)
Is it me or the lifestyle sweetheart?
Actually, I dont give a shit (Nah)
Im a rapper now, might as well live in it (Live in it)
Smoke up in my hotel, billin it
You can do what you like darlin, no, they dont give a F
Still get brain when I smoke cigarettes
White boy waste, cant get a wet
But my big brown love roll with the zest
Im an English boy, but Im so bloody lit
Yo, Tizzy, my killy, Im litty, Im burst
Anybody come see it, pull up to the AP
Probably gonna get busy, the king of my city for really
Man, Im still up on the roads, couldve left (Mm-mm)
Still chattin to my bros on the tech (Bah, bah)
**** that, man, I dont give a F (Brrr)
What, you wanna get smoked? Cigarette
English, English girl named Fiona, African girl, Adeola
Body-ody shaped like Cola, back up back up, ayy, come closer
Dont come too close
Should I take Keisha or should I take Becky?
Russ, Tion Wayne both said 'I dont know'
I swear Big A should be sponsored by Nike
Cah hes got so much Tech when hes tryna score goals
Ordanance Road, bro back that pole
Mm-mm, if you know then you know (You know)
E1, Im bringin it back
Drop a gun lean cah no ones been slapped
Im in the backseat with a brown and yak
With the biggest of backs and the shoulder tap
They give us the biggest attract
But live in the flesh didnt see no hands
Any ting green get bun, its a cap
Cah no one in 3x3s been blammed (For fashion)
You dont wanna get left in a mess
Gun shot from the right and the left
Fifty Gs wont pay for your life
Get blazed like Khaled with no cigarettes
English girl named Fiona
Straight Hennessy with no Cola
Know man since Bergkamp and Zola
Hold onto the super soaker
Anything to be God like, made and clean hearted, walk free
Its ironic, cause he got wetted for spillin his drink on me
He need resuscitation just to help him breath
Man drown when its an internal bleed
But I dont carefor your nickname, or your last name
Anyone can get R.I.P
Man, Im still up on the roads, couldve left (Mm-mm)
Still chattin to my bros on the tech (Bah, bah)
**** that, man, I dont give a F (Brrr)
What, you wanna get smoked? Cigarette
English, English girl named Fiona, African girl, Adeola
Body-ody shaped like Cola, back up back up, ayy, come closer
Look, huh, hold up, huh, I just gotta know her
I dont like your tone, girl, talk a little lower
Nigga get shot for smokin my roll-up
You said you got it now you gotta show up
Shawty gon suck me up til its over
She like a little pretzel, you can fold her
She got the twenty inches with the closer
Uh, yeah, 808, huh, no, I dont play no games
I dont say nothin, I dont clear no names
If mans not hot then mans not somethin
If man gets boomed, then I get blamed
I took a perky, Im out of my brain
I aint never steppin out of my lane
Man, I did a lot of shit, man, Im, proud of my name, uh
ZT, Im a C double S
Chest shot specialist, wet mans chest
B double S (Ayy), backshot specialist, bruck up the pum-pum, leave that wet
Bad Bs in love with the set, no stress, get bread
And we set them trends, no meds
We flex on the opps, get vexed, no net, but you know that we scored on them
Me and E just stepped on scene, SOS for an anti-green
AFG is an anti team, I dont know bout them, got rams on me
I see one of them IC3's
I make the hand ting beat
Neezy stuck in the streets, shoutout my 3x3s
Touch my watch, man, you must be crazy
Had an Rollie, then I switched to the AP
Bun it like an earthquake, somethin like Haiti
She knows me in pages, she callin me 'Baby'
In twenty-three house, had to bring that back
A Rolex cant phase me
Tired of gettin money, so ***** come pay me
Swing both ways or bring your lady
Chicky with the backy, wanna come get jiggy with it
Had to air out the wap , but she know that Im strapped
Really, really with it, yeah, you know me, Im really, really with it
Cant compare when you talk about stacks
Cant compare when you talk about stacks
Hundred K when I pay my tax
Bend it, shawty wanna make it clap
Bend it, shawty wanna arch her back
Gun lean get shot from the backseat
Two man pull up and bun out the backseat
Gassed up Top Boy like Ashley
Tappy, swing, get ying up badly
Good **** make gyal scream 'Papi'
She holds my wappy, she makes me happy
You know Im tappy, I chat, and not cappy
I rub my mashy, Im too-too catty
Mek mans shake, no Harlem
Gassed up, 300, no Spartan
I beg man pardon, dot-dot blastin
Might get bit when you two-step dancin
I do no talkin, the gyaldem clartin
Is your boy in this spliff? I rass him
Bro red card him, shots, no warning
When I see red, Im chargin
Mm-mm, yo, man, Im still up on the roads, couldve left (Mm-mm)
Still chattin to my bros on the tech (Bah, bah)
**** that, man, I dont give a F (Brrr)
What, you wanna get smoked? Cigarette
English, English girl named Fiona, African girl, Adeola
Body-ody shaped like Cola, back up back up, ayy, come closer
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