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Body 2 
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de Tion Wayne X Russ Millions
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E-E-English girl named Fiona, big batty girl Abiola (Mm-mm)
Body-ody shaped like Cola (Bah)
up, back up, bring it to the owner
Man, I’m still up on the roads, could’ve left (Bah, bah)
Still chattin’ to my bros on the tech’ (Mm-mm)
Fuck that, man, I don’t 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, closer
Vida (Bullet), high as a kite, never sober (Shaka)
Python, hit him with a Cobra
Free up my bro, Casanova (Free him up)
Badman persona, badman can control her (‘Trol her)
Sorry, sorry, your sis got bent over
Push in my ‘ood, take anaconda
Oi, have you seen the state of her body? (Mad)
If I beat it, I ain’t wearin’ a Jonny (Hah)
Adeola wanna with a geezer (With a geez)
Is it me or the lifestyle, sweetheart?
Actually, I don’t give a shit (Nah)
I’m a rapper now, might as well in it (Live in it)
She smoke up in my hotel, billin’ it (Billin’ it)
You can do what you like darlin’, ArrDee a F
Still get brain when I smoke cigarettes
White boy wasted, coat get her wet
But my big brownin’ with the zest
I’m her English boy, but I’m so bloody lit
Yo, Tizzy, my killy, I’m litty, I’m burst
Anybody come see it, (Ayy) pull up to the AP (Ayy)
(Ayy) gonna get busy, (Ayy) the king of my city for really!
Man, I’m still up on the roads, could’ve left (Mm-mm)
Still chattin’ to my bros on the tech’ (Bah, bah)
Fuck that, man, I don’t give a F (Brrr)
What, you wanna get smoked? Cigarette
English, English girl Fiona, African girl, Adeola
Body-ody shaped like Cola, back up back up, ayy, come closer
Don’t come too close
Should I take or should I take Becky?
Russ, Tion Wayne both said “I dunno”
I swear Big A should be sponsored by Nike
Cah got so much Tech when he’s score goals
Ordnance Road, bro back pole
Mm-mm, if you know then you (You know)
E1, I’m bringin’ it back
Drop a gun lean ‘cah no one’s been slapped
I’m in the backseat with a brownin yat’
With the biggest of backs and the shoulder tap (Leng)
They give us the biggest of chats
But live in the flesh, didn’t see no hands (No hands)
“Any ting green get bun” is a cap
‘Cah no one in 3×3’s been blammed (For fashion)
Look, you don’t wanna get left in a mess (Boom)
Gun shot the right and the left (Boom)
Fifty G’s won’t pay for life
Get blazed like Cali with no cigarette (Yeah, yeah)
E-English girl named Fiona (Huh?)
Straight Hennessy no Cola (Huh?)
Know man since and Zola
Hold onto the super soaker (Ayy)
Anything to be God like, made and clean hearted, walk free
It’s ironic, ’cause he got wetted for spillin’ his drink on me (Boom, boom, boom)
Needs resuscitation just to help him breath
Man drown when it’s an internal bleed
But I don’t care for your nickname, or your last name
Anyone can get R.I.P’d
Man, I’m still up on the roads, could’ve left (Mm-mm)
Still chattin’ to my bros on the (Bah, bah)
Fuck that, man, I don’t give a F (Brrr)
What, you wanna get smoked? Cigarette
English, English girl named Fiona, girl, Adeola
Body-ody shaped like Cola, back up back up, ayy, come closer
Look, hold up (Hold up, hold up, hold up)
I think I know her
I don’t tone, girl, talk a little lower (Nah)
Nigga get shot for smokin’ my roll-up (Boom, boom)
You said you got it now you gotta show up (Yeah)
Shawty gon’ suck me up ’til it’s over (Yeah)
She like a pretzel, you can fold her (Nah)
She got the twenty inches with the closer (Uh)
Yeah, 808 (Nah, yeah), no, I don’t play no games (Nah)
I don’t say nothin’, I don’t clear no names (Nah)
If not hot man’s not saying
If man gets boomed, then I get (Boom)
I took a perky, I’m out of my brain
I ain’t never steppin’ out of my lane (Nah)
Man, I did a lot of shit, man, I’m, proud of my name (Uh)
(Woo) ZT, I’m a C-double S (Yes)
Chest shot specialist, wet man’s chest
B-double S (Ayy), backshot specialist
Bruck up the pum-pum, leave that wet
Bad B’s in love with the set, no stress, get bread
And we set them trends, no meds
We on the opps, get vexed
No net, but you know that we scored on them (Boom, boom)
Me and E just stepped on scene, SOS for an anti-green
AFG is an anti team, I don’t know ’bout them, I got a rams on me (Mm-mm)
I see one of them IC3’s
I make the hand ting beat (Brap, brap)
Neezy stuck in the streets (Mm-mm), shoutout my 3×3’s (Brrr, brap)
Touch my watch, man, you must be crazy (Bad him up)
Had an Rollie, then I switched to the AP (Boom)
Bun it like an earthquake, somethin’ like Haiti (Ah)
She knows me in pages, she me “Baby” (Yes)
In twenty-three hours, had bring back (Bring it)
A Rolex can’t phase me
Time be money, so bitch come pay me
Swing ways or bring your lady
Jiggy with the baddie, wanna come get jiggy with it
And I ain’t talking waps, but she know that I’m strapped
(Really, really with it) Yeah, you know me, I’m really, really with it
Can’t compare when you talk about stacks
Can’t compare when you about stacks
Hundred K I pay my tax
(Bend it) Bend it, shawty wanna it clap
(Hey, bend it) Bend it, shawty wanna arch her back
“Gun lean get shot from the backseat”
Till man pull up and bun out the backseat (Nakky)
Gassed up, Top Boy like Ashley
Tappy, swing, get ying up badly (Ying)
Good dick make gyal scream “Papi”
She holds my wappy, she makes me happy (Mm-mm)
You know I’m tappy, I chat, and not cappy
I rub my mashy, I’m too-too catty (Too catty)
Make man shake, no Harlem (Wah?)
Gassed up, 300, no Spartan (Oi)
I beg man pardon, dot-dot blastin’
get blicked where you’re two-step dancin’ (Brrr)
I do no talkin’, the gyal, I’m clartin’
It’s your boy in a spliff, I rass him (Mm-mm)
Bro red him, shots, no warning
When I see red, I’m chargin’ (Dead)
Mm-mm, yo, man, I’m still up on the roads, could’ve left (Mm-mm)
Still chattin’ to my bros on the tech’ (Bah, bah)
Fuck that, man, I don’t 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
Body-ody shaped like Cola (Bah)
up, back up, bring it to the owner
Man, I’m still up on the roads, could’ve left (Bah, bah)
Still chattin’ to my bros on the tech’ (Mm-mm)
Fuck that, man, I don’t 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, closer
Vida (Bullet), high as a kite, never sober (Shaka)
Python, hit him with a Cobra
Free up my bro, Casanova (Free him up)
Badman persona, badman can control her (‘Trol her)
Sorry, sorry, your sis got bent over
Push in my ‘ood, take anaconda
Oi, have you seen the state of her body? (Mad)
If I beat it, I ain’t wearin’ a Jonny (Hah)
Adeola wanna with a geezer (With a geez)
Is it me or the lifestyle, sweetheart?
Actually, I don’t give a shit (Nah)
I’m a rapper now, might as well in it (Live in it)
She smoke up in my hotel, billin’ it (Billin’ it)
You can do what you like darlin’, ArrDee a F
Still get brain when I smoke cigarettes
White boy wasted, coat get her wet
But my big brownin’ with the zest
I’m her English boy, but I’m so bloody lit
Yo, Tizzy, my killy, I’m litty, I’m burst
Anybody come see it, (Ayy) pull up to the AP (Ayy)
(Ayy) gonna get busy, (Ayy) the king of my city for really!
Man, I’m still up on the roads, could’ve left (Mm-mm)
Still chattin’ to my bros on the tech’ (Bah, bah)
Fuck that, man, I don’t give a F (Brrr)
What, you wanna get smoked? Cigarette
English, English girl Fiona, African girl, Adeola
Body-ody shaped like Cola, back up back up, ayy, come closer
Don’t come too close
Should I take or should I take Becky?
Russ, Tion Wayne both said “I dunno”
I swear Big A should be sponsored by Nike
Cah got so much Tech when he’s score goals
Ordnance Road, bro back pole
Mm-mm, if you know then you (You know)
E1, I’m bringin’ it back
Drop a gun lean ‘cah no one’s been slapped
I’m in the backseat with a brownin yat’
With the biggest of backs and the shoulder tap (Leng)
They give us the biggest of chats
But live in the flesh, didn’t see no hands (No hands)
“Any ting green get bun” is a cap
‘Cah no one in 3×3’s been blammed (For fashion)
Look, you don’t wanna get left in a mess (Boom)
Gun shot the right and the left (Boom)
Fifty G’s won’t pay for life
Get blazed like Cali with no cigarette (Yeah, yeah)
E-English girl named Fiona (Huh?)
Straight Hennessy no Cola (Huh?)
Know man since and Zola
Hold onto the super soaker (Ayy)
Anything to be God like, made and clean hearted, walk free
It’s ironic, ’cause he got wetted for spillin’ his drink on me (Boom, boom, boom)
Needs resuscitation just to help him breath
Man drown when it’s an internal bleed
But I don’t care for your nickname, or your last name
Anyone can get R.I.P’d
Man, I’m still up on the roads, could’ve left (Mm-mm)
Still chattin’ to my bros on the (Bah, bah)
Fuck that, man, I don’t give a F (Brrr)
What, you wanna get smoked? Cigarette
English, English girl named Fiona, girl, Adeola
Body-ody shaped like Cola, back up back up, ayy, come closer
Look, hold up (Hold up, hold up, hold up)
I think I know her
I don’t tone, girl, talk a little lower (Nah)
Nigga get shot for smokin’ my roll-up (Boom, boom)
You said you got it now you gotta show up (Yeah)
Shawty gon’ suck me up ’til it’s over (Yeah)
She like a pretzel, you can fold her (Nah)
She got the twenty inches with the closer (Uh)
Yeah, 808 (Nah, yeah), no, I don’t play no games (Nah)
I don’t say nothin’, I don’t clear no names (Nah)
If not hot man’s not saying
If man gets boomed, then I get (Boom)
I took a perky, I’m out of my brain
I ain’t never steppin’ out of my lane (Nah)
Man, I did a lot of shit, man, I’m, proud of my name (Uh)
(Woo) ZT, I’m a C-double S (Yes)
Chest shot specialist, wet man’s chest
B-double S (Ayy), backshot specialist
Bruck up the pum-pum, leave that wet
Bad B’s in love with the set, no stress, get bread
And we set them trends, no meds
We on the opps, get vexed
No net, but you know that we scored on them (Boom, boom)
Me and E just stepped on scene, SOS for an anti-green
AFG is an anti team, I don’t know ’bout them, I got a rams on me (Mm-mm)
I see one of them IC3’s
I make the hand ting beat (Brap, brap)
Neezy stuck in the streets (Mm-mm), shoutout my 3×3’s (Brrr, brap)
Touch my watch, man, you must be crazy (Bad him up)
Had an Rollie, then I switched to the AP (Boom)
Bun it like an earthquake, somethin’ like Haiti (Ah)
She knows me in pages, she me “Baby” (Yes)
In twenty-three hours, had bring back (Bring it)
A Rolex can’t phase me
Time be money, so bitch come pay me
Swing ways or bring your lady
Jiggy with the baddie, wanna come get jiggy with it
And I ain’t talking waps, but she know that I’m strapped
(Really, really with it) Yeah, you know me, I’m really, really with it
Can’t compare when you talk about stacks
Can’t compare when you about stacks
Hundred K I pay my tax
(Bend it) Bend it, shawty wanna it clap
(Hey, bend it) Bend it, shawty wanna arch her back
“Gun lean get shot from the backseat”
Till man pull up and bun out the backseat (Nakky)
Gassed up, Top Boy like Ashley
Tappy, swing, get ying up badly (Ying)
Good dick make gyal scream “Papi”
She holds my wappy, she makes me happy (Mm-mm)
You know I’m tappy, I chat, and not cappy
I rub my mashy, I’m too-too catty (Too catty)
Make man shake, no Harlem (Wah?)
Gassed up, 300, no Spartan (Oi)
I beg man pardon, dot-dot blastin’
get blicked where you’re two-step dancin’ (Brrr)
I do no talkin’, the gyal, I’m clartin’
It’s your boy in a spliff, I rass him (Mm-mm)
Bro red him, shots, no warning
When I see red, I’m chargin’ (Dead)
Mm-mm, yo, man, I’m still up on the roads, could’ve left (Mm-mm)
Still chattin’ to my bros on the tech’ (Bah, bah)
Fuck that, man, I don’t 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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