Body ft. Tion Wayne Lyrics

Body ft. Tion Wayne - Russ Millions

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[Intro: 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

[Chorus: Tion Wayne & Russ Millions]

Man, I'm still up on the roads, couldn't left

Still chattin' to my bros on the tech'

Fuck 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

[Verse 1: 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 fuck up the punani

Pum, pum, turn up, I hit that raw

Fuck with this tip and ball out "Rah"

Bossman in your gyal like God

Pump, pump ruk up, everything mad

[Verse 2: 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 fuck?"

Every time I see that arch, it's amazing

Me and Russ like Freddy and Jason

[Chorus: Tion Wayne & Russ Millions]

Man, I'm still up on the roads, couldn't left

Still chattin' to my bros on the tech'

Fuck 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

[Verse 3: 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 niggas 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

[Chorus: Tion Wayne & Russ Millions]

Man, I'm still up on the roads, couldn't left

Still chattin' to my bros on the tech'

Fuck 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

[Bridge: 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

[Chorus: Tion Wayne & Russ Millions]

Man, I'm still up on the roads, couldn't left

Still chattin' to my bros on the tech'

Fuck 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