Russ Millions - Body lyrics

[Tion Wayne & Russ Millions] Brr (Mmm), Yo Gotcha English girl named Fiona, big batty girl named Abiola Body-ody shaped like Cola Back up, back up, bring it to the owner [Tion Wayne & Russ Millions] Man, I'm still up on the roads, couldn't left Still chattin' to my bros on the tech' fu*k that, man, I don't give a F 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 [Russ Millions] Vida loca, high as a kite, never sober Hyphen, hit him with a crowbar Free up my bro, Casanova (Free him up) Badman persona, badman alone can't control her ('Trol her) Sorry, sorry, your sis got bent over Push in my hood, take anaconda Throw it back like Edd Hardy Stay fly, I'm high like Jeff Hardy Wet, wet like the tsunami Big Russ fu*k up the punani Pum, pum, turn up, I hit that raw fu*k with this tip and ball out "Rah" Bossman in your gyal like God Pump, pump ruk up, everything mad [Tion Wayne] Yo, yo, I got more than a mill' in savings But you can still get a shavin' If I ever get caught by the paigons Badman, I ain't just wavin' Live my best life, like I'm One Acen In my face, love the altercation But with my shank, that's abomination Gyal with a big back's my weakness But when I punch man, it's grievous They'll play back the CCTV When I banged him, man, the feds said "Jesus" All my brothers got a ball like Lakers Every time I see her arse "What the fu*k?" Every time I see that arch, it's amazing Me and Russ like Freddy and Jason [Tion Wayne & Russ Millions] Man, I'm still up on the roads, couldn't left Still chattin' to my bros on the tech' fu*k that, man, I don't give a F 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 [Tion Wayne & Russ Millions] My man, he's too innocent Free Big A, he's too militant They mention us just to get relevant Russ, T Wayne, come by millions Wizzy-Wizzy, Wizzy get a drilly 'pon any She knows us already from "Keisha and Becky" Head, chest, neck, back, I don't mind belly Armed and ready, green light, get shelly Littiest citizen, hittin' them, diligent, vigilant Stickin' 'em, none of my ni**as are innocent On sight man are just chinging him Come far, but I still finish 'em Body-ody like Megan Thee Stallion Rush and Wizzy, that's another platinum Copy, copy, opps copy the mandem Pull up on who man? Buss off my hand ting [Tion Wayne & Russ Millions] Man, I'm still up on the roads, couldn't left Still chattin' to my bros on the tech' fu*k that, man, I don't give a F 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 [ Tion Wayne & Russ Millions] English, English girl named Fiona Big batty girl named Abiola Body-ody shaped like Cola Back up back up, bring it to the owner English, English girl named Fiona Big batty girl named Abiola Body-ody shaped like Cola Back up back up, bring it to the owner [Tion Wayne & Russ Millions] Man, I'm still up on the roads, couldn't left Still chattin' to my bros on the tech' fu*k that, man, I don't give a F 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