Reggae & Calypso (Russ Millions x Buni x YV)

歌詞

Intro: Russ Millions] (Ayy, J1, that’s flames, my bro) How you shell the high notes? (YJay made this) Ahaha, ahahaha (Chee on the beat) Yo, yuh fi shell ' em switch on a wha'? Some street pon (Josh) Yo, yo [Chorus: Russ Millions, Buni & YV] She only dance to Reggae & Calypso (Foot) She want gunman in her tight hole (Feet) She only dance to Reggae & Calypso See the killers make racks, it's vital (Feet) She only dance to Reggae & Calypso B-Bare boom bang for a rival (Feet) HK, I'm claimin' that title They hear W.O.T say, "Crud" and slide through [Verse 1: Russ Millions, Buni, YV] Do my dance like Shiggy, go viral Like the new age Jackson Michael (Hee-hee) Ganja spliff, likkle chip, not istle (Haha) Sexual girl, took her back, it's a cycle We don't slide, we glide and ride Slime time, everyone hold bine It's the other side where we let that shine Where I'm from, make your girlfriend mine Wanna just chat when they ain't on piss I can buy breasts for my favourite bitch All of these freaks do amazing things Miraculous lip from an Asian ting Un-Unforgettable dick have a girl fallin' 'Course I made her cum, push my wood all in (Feet) Now, she's on all four, but she ain't crawlin' Give her D all night 'til the next mornin' (Tek boy, tek) [Chorus: Russ Millions, Buni & YV] She only dance to Reggae & Calypso (Foot) She want gunman in her tight hole She only dance to Reggae & Calypso See the killers make racks, it's vital (Feet) She only dance to Reggae & Calypso B-Bare boom bang for a rival (Feet) HK, I'm claimin' that title They hear W.O.T say, "Crud" and slide through [Verse 2: Russ Millions] She only want killy milly, she don't want them man Give a man the business, pepper that type of man (Shatta) Tryna get them man bop-bop, bam-bam Sun's out, guns out, Glo Gang, bang-bang (Bullet, bullet, shatta) Pree my shooter, come like the Taliban Donny thinks he's mad, but I'm a madder man (Mad) Her ex is a wasteman, now, she got a badder man Stay with my killy-killy, can't trust a bagger man (Feet) [Verse 3: Buni] We don't party poop, we party shot We-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 your car lift off .44 bulldog and it's barkin' off Spot my target then I'm clartin' off [Verse 4: YV] Michael Jackson, bad (Hee-hee) One of a kind when I roll in camp Why-why-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 , Y (Feet) [Chorus: Russ Millions, Buni & YV] She only dance to Reggae & Calypso (Foot) She want gunman in her tight hole She only dance to Reggae & Calypso See the killers make racks, it's vital (Feet) She only dance to Reggae & Calypso B-B-Bare boom bang for a rival (Feet) HK, I'm claimin' that title They hear W.O.T say, "Crud" and slide through [Outro: Russ Millions, Buni & YV] Bare boom bang for a rival She-She-She want gunman in her tight hole (Feet) Da-Dance like Shiggy, go viral Like the new age Jackson Michael (Hee-hee) HK, I'm claimin' that title See the killers make racks, it's vital They hear W.O.T say, "Crud"