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Reggae & Calypso (Russ Millions x Buni x YV)
Russ Millions
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(Ay, J1 the flames)
(YJay made this)
(Chee on the beat)
(Josh)
Yo, yo
She only dance to Reggae and Calypso (thot), she want gunman in her tight hole
She only dance to Reggae and Calypso, see the killers make racks, it's vital
She only dance to Reggae and Calypso, b-bare boom bang for a rival
H. K., I'm claimin' that title, they hear W.O.T. say, "Crud" and slide through
Do my dance like shit, we're goin' viral, like the new age Jackson Michael (hee-hee)
Ganja spliff, likkle chip, not 'ittle, sexual girl, took her back, it's a cycle
We don't slide, we glide and ride, slam time, everyone hold bine
It's the other side where we let that shine, where I'm from, make your girlfriend mine
All of this chat when they ain't on piss, I can buy breast from my favourite bitch
All of these freaks do amazin' things, miraculous lip from an Asian ting
Un-unforgettable dick have a girl fallin' 'cause I made her cum, push my wood all in
Now, she's on all four, but she ain't crawlin', give her D all night 'til the next mornin' (tek boy, tek)
She only dance to Reggae and Calypso (thot), she want gunman in her tight hole
She only dance to Reggae and Calypso, see the killers make racks, it's vital
She only dance to Reggae and Calypso, b-bare boom bang for a rival
H. K., I'm claimin' that title, they hear W.O.T. say, "Crud" and slide through
She only want killy milly, she don't want them man, give a man the business, pepper that type of man (shut up)
Tryna get them man bop-bop, bam-bam, sun's out, guns out, Glo Gang, bang-bang (shut up)
Dream I see, I come like the Taliban, Donny thinks he's mad, but I'm a madder man
Her ex is a wasteman, now, she got a badder man, stay with my killy killy, can't trust a badder man
We don't party poop, we party shot, we get the party locked
Dot-dot or a big six shots, turn mad man when I get pissed off
They see mad man and the car skid off, the mash in my hand, make a car lift off
44 bulldog and it's barkin' off, spark my target then I'm clartin' off
Michael Jackson bad (hee-hee), one of a kind when I roll in camp
Why they just talk on the net? It look sad, Brazilian hair for a baddie, I'll smash
I consider it clear that them niggas just brass, she wanna dance to Calypso
It's the way that I watch, you won't let go, it was me that made your gyal tip-toe, why?
She only dance to Reggae and Calypso (thot), she want gunman in her tight hole
She only dance to Reggae and Calypso, See the killers make racks, it's vital
She only dance to Reggae and Calypso, b-bare boom bang for a rival
H. K., I'm claimin' that title, they hear W.O.T. say, "Crud" and slide through
Bare boom bang for a rival, she want gunman in her tight hole
Do my dance like shit, we're goin' viral like the new age Jackson Michael (hee-hee)
H. K., I'm claimin' that title
See the killers make racks, it's vital, they hear W.O.T. say, "Crud"
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