Correction Lyrics Reggae & Calypso by Russ Millions

Featuring(s) : YV (Rap)

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Lyrics

[Russ Millions]
(Ay, J1, that's flames, my bro)
How you tryna hide this?
(YJay made this)
Ahaha, ahahaha
(Chee on the beat)
Yo, if I share this Insta, you'll sound stupid, man
(Josh)
Yo, yo

[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

[Russ Millions, Buni, YV]
Do my dance like Shiggy, go viral
Like the new age Jackson Michael (Hee-hee)
Ganja spliff, likkle chip, no icon
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 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)

[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

[Russ Millions]
She only want killy milly
She don't want them man
Give a man the business
Pepper that type of man (Shatai)
Tryna get them man bop-bop, bam-bam'd
Sun's out, guns out, Glo Gang, bang-bang (Bullet, bullet, shatai)
In my seater, 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)

[Buni]
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 your car lift off
.44 bulldog and it's barkin' off
Spot my target then I'm clartin' off

[YV]
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? (Feet)

[ Russ Millions, Buni, YV]
Bare boom bang for a rival
She want gunman in her tight hole (Feet)
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"

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