Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Keisha & Becky, artist - Russ Millions. Date of issue: 10.04.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Keisha & Becky |
| 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, 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 on that, I don’t like conversation |
| Back then, chains they 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 |
| 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 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 |