Are poeple understanding how deep this beat is tho... shout out to the producers from uk that don’t get the recognition they deserve on these drill beats... #COME ON
@@PWEST hahahah wtf its a remake of an instrumental i dont think he should credit you he should credit the original producer ahah... pretty sure its copywrited aswel if its coming from russ
0kane unless ur a big artist/using a music distributor to put ur music on streaming services it likely won’t matter, and I don’t think there’s anything wrong with crediting me as (Reprod. Patrickwest) since I’m giving him the opportunity to make his track
Very sexy, Keisha, Becky Mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off Free up, free up that number Oh my God, look at that bumper, wha' the bomba? (Mhm-mhm) Drip like my chain, shake that ass, it's insane Very sexy, Keisha, Becky Russ with the rush and Tion Wayne Do you love me? Or love the fame? Hottest drill artist in the game Pull up and bark it, let it rain Excellent head on your neck with brain Temperament's nuts right now, don't play Mhm-mhm, drip, drip like my chain Racked-Racked up cakey, not Paigey You're crazy, don't get blazed (Bullet) Pump man out with that pumper (Bow) Cali weed, I love ganja (Love) Oh my gosh, look at her bumper, bumper 'Course I left with her number ('Course) Brown and leng, give her this thunder That's your girl, she left with my jumper (Huh) Hundred stabs, she screaming for mother I ain't into verbal or beefin' Or the internet talk or tweetin' They love Snapchat, cams and speakin' Me, I was knockin' at man on G-wing Visit days in the field was a scary place Nigga, T-Wayne was the reason Even on that, I don't like conversation Back then, chains they was confiscatin' Go and check my light-skinned in Enfield Check my dark-skinned ting in Tottenham Pull up in a Range or the Merc, got options Uptown, I don't see the opps often But catch me in Central London 'Cah I love the finer things Man, I love dem diamond things I ain't going inside 'til my Niners in We ain't going inside 'til line is in Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off Free up, free up that number Oh my God, look at that bumper, wha' the bomba? (Mhm-mhm) Drip like my chain, shake that ass, it's insane Very sexy, Keisha, Becky Peng-Peng-Peng-Peng ting from Bellingham (Bad) No love, just suck this elephant (Suck it) No wap, grip, splash, mans wettin' 'em (Wet) Energy, got 'nuff adrenaline Sweet one, pull up, pull up, what's good? (Pull up) Make man sprint in his brand her boogs We buy things that you wish you could Man's getting paid if I'm in that shubs Eediat boy, only chases puss' Don't ride out when his boy get uhh Cream of the crop, flex on the opps Touch bust down and get touched with a uhh Bad boy D, take my cucumber That's your girl, come get your lover She goes wild under these covers Ratchet hoes, can't bring them to mother (Oh nah) Very sexy, Keisha, Becky Mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm Very sexy, Keisha, Becky Mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off (Uh) Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off (Boom) Free up, free up that number Oh my God, look at that bumper, wha' the bomba? (Boom, boom, Mhm-mhm) Drip like my chain, shake that ass, it's insane Very sexy, Keisha, Becky Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off (Uh) Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off (Boom) Free up, free up that number Oh my God, look at that bumper, wha' the bomba? (Boom, boom, Mhm-mhm) Drip like my chain, shake that ass, it's insane Very sexy, Keisha, Becky
Hi. I used this beat in my Fortnite dance video, and when i uploaded it , it came up with a copyright claim. Please can you allow to monetize that video?
LYRICS!. Thank me later :) Very sexy, Keisha, Becky Mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off Free up, free up that number Oh my God, look at that bumper, wha' the bomba? (Mhm-mhm) Drip like my chain, shake that ass, it's insane Very sexy, Keisha, Becky Russ with the rush and Tion Wayne Do you love me? Or love the fame? Hottest drill artist in the game Pull up and bark it, let it rain Excellent head on your neck with brain Temperament's nuts right now, don't play Mhm-mhm, drip, drip like my chain Racked-Racked up cakey, not Paigey You're crazy, don't get blazed (Bullet) Pump man out with that pumper (Bow) Cali weed, I love ganja (Love) Oh my gosh, look at her bumper, bumper 'Course I left with her number ('Course) Brown and leng, give her this thunder That's your girl, she left with my jumper (Huh) Hundred stabs, she screaming for mother I ain't into verbal or beefin' Or the internet talk or tweetin' They love Snapchat, cams and speakin' Me, I was knockin' at man on G-wing Visit days in the field was a scary place Nigga, T-Wayne was the reason Even on that, I don't like conversation Back then, chains they was confiscatin' Go and check my light-skinned in Enfield Check my dark-skinned ting in Tottenham Pull up in a Range or the Merc, got options Uptown, I don't see the opps often But catch me in Central London 'Cah I love the finer things Man, I love dem diamond things I ain't going inside 'til my Niners in We ain't going inside 'til line is in Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off Free up, free up that number Oh my God, look at that bumper, wha' the bomba? (Mhm-mhm) Drip like my chain, shake that ass, it's insane Very sexy, Keisha, Becky Peng-Peng-Peng-Peng ting from Bellingham (Bad) No love, just suck this elephant (Suck it) No wap, grip, splash, mans wettin' 'em (Wet) Energy, got 'nuff adrenaline Sweet one, pull up, pull up, what's good? (Pull up) Make man sprint in his brand her boogs We buy things that you wish you could Man's getting paid if I'm in that shubs Eediat boy, only chases puss' Don't ride out when his boy get uhh Cream of the crop, flex on the opps Touch bust down and get touched with a uhh Bad boy D, take my cucumber That's your girl, come get your lover She goes wild under these covers Ratchet hoes, can't bring them to mother (Oh nah) Very sexy, Keisha, Becky Mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm Very sexy, Keisha, Becky Mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off (Uh) Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off (Boom) Free up, free up that number Oh my God, look at that bumper, wha' the bomba? (Boom, boom, Mhm-mhm) Drip like my chain, shake that ass, it's insane Very sexy, Keisha, Becky Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off (Uh) Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off (Boom) Free up, free up that number Oh my God, look at that bumper, wha' the bomba? (Boom, boom, Mhm-mhm) Drip like my chain, shake that ass, it's insane Very sexy, Keisha, Becky
Got this sweet one in the bag, nice front and back, I'mma hit that deadly Don't even remember the name, but she move insane, I'mma call her Becky That Snapchat score impress me, say that she taken, I heard that plenty Big bills stashed in a setty, and this b only just met me Two weeks later, linked up Keisha, let's keep this quiet Tracky and footwear stylish, way too boasy, her man fired But I don't wanna tell you too much, gyal just know youre gon come get home tired And she keep the phone on silent, put on her private, slow replying
Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off Free up, free up that number Oh my God, look at that bumper, wha' the bomba? (Mhm-mhm) Drip like my chain, shake that ass, it's insane Very sexy, Keisha, Becky [Verse 1: Russ] Russ with the rush and Tion Wayne Do you love me? Or love the fame? Hottest drill artist in the game Pull up and bark it, let it rain Excellent head on your neck with brain Temperament's nuts right now, don't play Mhm-mhm, drip, drip like my chain Racked-Racked up cakey, not Paigey You're crazy, don't get blazed (Bullet) Pump man out with that pumper (Bow) Cali weed, I love ganja (Love) Oh my gosh, look at her bumper, bumper 'Course I left with her number ('Course) Brown and leng, give her this thunder That's your girl, she left with my jumper (Huh) Hundred stabs, she screaming for mother [Verse 2: Tion Wayne] I ain't into verbal or beefin' Or the internet talk or tweetin' They love Snapchat, Camden's speakin' Me, I was knockin' at man on G-wing Visit days in the field was a scary place Nigga, T-Wayne was the reason Even on that, I don't like conversation Back then, chains they was confiscation' Go and check my light-skinned in Enfield Check my dark-skinned ting in Tottenham Pull up in a Range or the Merc, got options Uptown, I don't see the opps often But catch me in Central London 'Cah I love the finer things Man, I love dem diamond things I ain't going inside 'til my Niners in We ain't going inside 'til line is in [Chorus: Tion Wayne & Russ] Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off Free up, free up that number Oh my God, look at that bumper, wha' the bomba? (Mhm-mhm) Drip like my chain, shake that ass, it's insane Very sexy, Keisha, Becky [Verse 3: Russ] Peng-Peng-Peng-Peng ting from Bellingham (Bad) No love, just suck this elephant (Suck it) No wap, grip, splash, mans wettin' 'em (Wet) Energy, got 'nuff adrenaline Sweet one, pull up, pull up, what's good? (Pull up) Make man sprint in his brand her boogs We buy things that you wish you could Man's getting paid if I'm in that shubs [Verse 4: Tion Wayne] Eediat boy, only chases puss' Don't ride out when his boy get uhh Cream of the crop, flex on the opps Touch bust down and get touched with a uhh [Verse 5: Russ] Bad boy D, take my cucumber That's your girl, come get your lover She goes wild under these covers Ratchet hoes, can't bring them to mother (Oh nah) [Bridge: Russ & Tion Wayne] Very sexy, Keisha, Becky Mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm Very sexy, Keisha, Becky Mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm [Chorus: Tion Wayne & Russ] Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off (Uh) Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off (Boom) Free up, free up that number Oh my God, look at that bumper, wha' the bomba? (Boom, boom, Mhm-mhm) Drip like my chain, shake that ass, it's insane Very sexy, Keisha, Becky
Chorus: Tion Wayne & Russ] Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off Free up, free up that number Oh my God, look at that bumper, wha' the bomba? (Mhm-mhm) Drip like my chain, shake that arse, it's insane Very sexy, Keisha, Becky [Verse 1: Russ] Like baby stop it, everything's mad if I slap this rocket (Bullet) Fit like ten bags in AMIRI pockets (Racks) I love this shit, I can't stop it Baby, arch your back and slide on it Try hit chest, neck, belly or back Manna big man, twenty racks on tax Very sexy, yelly, Steffy (Bullet) Baby shake up your bum-bum (Shake it) Don't have sex without condoms (Nah) Cali spliff looking Hong Kong (Loud) I don't pipe your girl-, that's my don-don Very selective, selected corn, eject it The way he ran off, he meant it (Gone) [Verse 2: Aitch] Yo, both hands on the back when I tap it, grab it and slap it, Becky a savage Lemme show you a magic trick, you can have this dick after that man vanish Two MILFs in a whip, bro-bro said he wanted a bit, told him he can manage This baby face an advantage, man still show a big girl what a man is Give her my screw face, she caught me staring, what do you expect when your skirt's so short? Out here twerking, gone past caring, she went out cheating, the girl got caught Stepped in the place all shiny, I don't have a chain, man glow when I walk Don't phone if you're wasting my time, got me changing my line 'cause I don't wanna talk [Chorus: Tion Wayne & Russ] Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off Free up, free up that number Oh my God, look at that bumper, wha' the bomba? (Mhm-mhm) Drip like my chain, shake that arse, it's insane Very sexy, Keisha, Becky [Verse 3: JAY1] How many L's did I take this year? And how many times did I buck your chicky? Had a cap on my head like 50 when I gave wood to your girl, that's dicky And I didn't wanna holla at Becky, so I went Brighton and holla'd at Britney And how many chicks did I swipe? Top of my head, I think about fifty And I don't really wanna hear nonsense Man send one text to your female, now the bad B come looking like custard Slim t'ic with the back come detail, give her back shot, two-two, now she loved it And the ting come quick like a e-mail, mate well done, got brain and he cuffed it JAY bun up the place like a moshpit, viral, now I got fans in Boston Two stepped to the dance all saucy, one gun lean, man did it like Russ did And everybody wanna link Keisha, Becky, ease up, likkle man stop it Bad B from kway called Lisa, shit den, wanna take wood cah I'm poppin' [Verse 4: Tion Wayne] Everyday I give thanks for the blessings but I repent for numerous cheffings If you saw the way that I kweffed him, man I weren't shocked that his bredrin left him Bet they thought the last verse was a fluke ting, free my broski inside for some bootings Man, I'm boasy, spend racks on a Cuban and my lightskin, brownskin or cute tings Man I love to go west, spend figures, then I go home, eat bariis and hilib African girl arch back, I wan' 'it-it, pounded yam with okra or spinach Snapchat-cam them boy you're all image White girl, Soul Food, Gaucho, Nobu Mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm [Chorus: Tion Wayne & Russ] Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off Free up, free up that number Oh my God, look at that bumper, wha' the bomba? (Mhm-mhm) Drip like my chain, shake that arse, it's insane Very sexy, Keisha, Becky [Verse 5: Sav'O] JS, JS They ain't made for the shit, they're soft I done drill first, think last All these man wan' talk 'bout drill, they do drill rap but ain't got no heart All the things man seen and done in the field, nigga you won't know the half And bro told me he just done that bait, so now he's in a petrol bath Bro backed it, I told him dump off, dump off, before I back it, they run off Hit that once, you can't be my lover, HMP, free up my brother Ambush I got my block jumpy, jumpy, gyal on me, man they love me Two gyal, who's holding this brucky? Oh my god, look at that bumsy [Verse 6: Swarmz] (Nine-nine-nine) See my guy got bagged for the chinging, the grind don't stop so we see this dough I told bro just slap it in reverse with a petrol can and burn them clothes A9 got caught with the grub, oh my, so he's looking like two do one And I pray on my life that they ride in front the jakes so the whole tings done Big up my chocolate darling, true say that she lost the plot Doing up-Doing up Gucci gang with her nails on fleek as she whips that pot My bro just reading the amm, take that to the OT spot Like we was fifteen when we had the whole 9 block like Wizard of Oz See, back the beef, you get got g Nine side, we're on top b Becky come and then slop me And Keisha mad cah she's on me Back the beef, you get got g Nine side, we're on top b Becky come and then slop me And Keisha... [Chorus: Tion Wayne & Russ] Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off Free up, free up that number Oh my God,
How many l's we take this year and how many times we took them chippy, you got four racks we got 50 when you smoke my shit it's trippy, Canada goose on yeah it's nipey rudeboy on the block tryna get lipey old man your about 60 look at you big man you are just silly 4 door spin let me ride that ped some opper is gonna taste led man like Cameron send them to bed use these bars better give me cred locked my bro for a silly offensive catching ops over a fence Ching them up better leave them drenched bare juice spilled in your mouth like quench my man are built yeah they hench end of my bars yeah suttin intense
Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off Free up, free up that number Oh my God, look at that bumper, wha' the bomba? (Mhm-mhm) Drip like my chain, shake that arse, it's insane Very sexy, Keisha, Becky [Verse 1: Russ] Like baby stop it, everything's mad if I slap this rocket (Bullet) Fit like ten bags in AMIRI pockets (Racks) I love this shit, I can't stop it Baby, arch your back and slide on it Try hit chest, neck, belly or back Manna big man, twenty racks on tax Very sexy, yelly, Steffy (Bullet) Baby shake up your bum-bum (Shake it) Don't have sex without condoms (Nah) Cali spliff looking Hong Kong (Loud) I don't pipe your girl-, that's my don-don Very selective, selected corn, eject it The way he ran off, he meant it (Gone) Yo, both hands on the back when I tap it, grab it and slap it, Becky a savage Lemme show you a magic trick, you can have this dick after that man vanish Two MILFs in a whip, bro-bro said he wanted a bit, told him he can manage This baby face an advantage, man still show a big girl what a man is Give her my screw face, she caught me staring, what do you expect when your skirts so short? Out here twerking, gone past caring, she went out cheating, the girl got caught Stepped in the place all shiny, I don't have a chain, man glow when I walk Don't phone if you're wasting my time, got me changing my line 'cause I don't wanna talk [Chorus: Tion Wayne & Russ] Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off Free up, free up that number Oh my God, look at that bumper, wha' the bomba? (Mhm-mhm) Drip like my chain, shake that arse, it's insane Very sexy, Keisha, Becky [Verse 3: JAY1] How many L's did I take this year? And how many times did I buck your chicky? Had a cap on my head like 50 when I gave wood to your girl, that's dicky And I didn't wanna holla at Becky, so I went Brighton and holla'd at Britney And how many chicks did I swipe? Top of my head, I think about fifty And I don't really wanna hear nonsense Man send one text to your female, now the bad B come looking like custard Slim t'ic with the back come detail, give her back shot, two-two, now she loved it And the ting come quick like a e-mail, mate well done, got brain and he cuffed it JAY bun up the place like a moshpit, viral, now I got fans in Boston Two stepped to the dance all saucy, one gun lean, man did it like Russ did And everybody wanna link Keisha, Becky, ease up, likkle man stop it Bad B from kway called Lisa, shit den, wanna take wood cah I'm poppin' Everyday I give thanks for the blessings but I repent for numerous cheffings If you saw the way that I kweffed him, man I weren't shocked that his bredrin left him Bet they thought the last verse was a fluke ting, free my broski inside for some bootings Man, I'm boasy, spend racks on a Cuban and my lightskin, brownskin or cute tings Man I love to go west, spend figures, then I go home, eat bariis and hilib African girl arch back, I wan' 'it-it, pounded yam with okra or spinach Snapchat-cam them boy you're all image White girl, Soul Food, Gaucho, Nobu Mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm [Chorus: Tion Wayne & Russ] Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off Free up, free up that number Oh my God, look at that bumper, wha' the bomba? (Mhm-mhm) Drip like my chain, shake that arse, it's insane Very sexy, Keisha, Becky [Verse 5: Sav'O] JS, JS They ain't made for the shit, they're soft I done drill first, think last All these man wan' talk 'bout drill, they do drill rap but ain't got no heart All the things man seen and done in the field, nigga you won't know the half And bro told me he just done that bait, so now he's in a petrol bath Bro backed it, I told him dump off, dump off, before I back it, they run off Hit that once, you can't be my lover, HMP, free up my brother Ambush I got my block jumpy, jumpy, gyal on me, man they love me Two gyal, who's holding this brucky? Oh my god, look at that bumsy
ery sexy, Keisha, Becky Mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm [Chorus: Tion Wayne & Russ] Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off Free up, free up that number Oh my God, look at that bumper, wha' the bomba? (Mhm-mhm) Drip like my chain, shake that arse, it's insane Very sexy, Keisha, Becky [Verse 1: Russ] Like baby stop it, everything's mad if I slap this rocket (Bullet) Fit like ten bags in AMIRI pockets (Racks) I love this shit, I can't stop it Baby, arch your back and slide on it Try hit chest, neck, belly or back Manna big man, twenty racks on tax Very sexy, yelly, Steffy (Bullet) Baby shake up your bum-bum (Shake it) Don't have sex without condoms (Nah) Cali spliff looking Hong Kong (Loud) I don't pipe your girl-, that's my don-don Very selective, selected corn, eject it The way he ran off, he meant it (Gone) [Verse 2: Aitch] Yo, both hands on the back when I tap it, grab it and slap it, Becky a savage Lemme show you a magic trick, you can have this dick after that man vanish Two MILFs in a whip, bro-bro said he wanted a bit, told him he can manage This baby face an advantage, man still show a big girl what a man is Give her my screw face, she caught me staring, what do you expect when your skirts so short? Out here twerking, gone past caring, she went out cheating, the girl got caught Stepped in the place all shiny, I don't have a chain, man glow when I walk Don't phone if you're wasting my time, got me changing my line 'cause I don't wanna talk [Chorus: Tion Wayne & Russ] Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off Free up, free up that number Oh my God, look at that bumper, wha' the bomba? (Mhm-mhm) Drip like my chain, shake that arse, it's insane Very sexy, Keisha, Becky [Verse 3: JAY1] How many L's did I take this year? And how many times did I buck your chicky? Had a cap on my head like 50 when I gave wood to your girl, that's dicky And I didn't wanna holla at Becky, so I went Brighton and holla'd at Britney And how many chicks did I swipe? Top of my head, I think about fifty And I don't really wanna hear nonsense Man send one text to your female, now the bad B come looking like custard Slim t'ic with the back come detail, give her back shot, two-two, now she loved it And the ting come quick like a e-mail, mate well done, got brain and he cuffed it JAY bun up the place like a moshpit, viral, now I got fans in Boston Two stepped to the dance all saucy, one gun lean, man did it like Russ did And everybody wanna link Keisha, Becky, ease up, likkle man stop it Bad B from kway called Lisa, shit den, wanna take wood cah I'm poppin' [Verse 4: Tion Wayne] Everyday I give thanks for the blessings but I repent for numerous cheffings If you saw the way that I kweffed him, man I weren't shocked that his bredrin left him Bet they thought the last verse was a fluke ting, free my broski inside for some bootings Man, I'm boasy, spend racks on a Cuban and my lightskin, brownskin or cute tings Man I love to go west, spend figures, then I go home, eat bariis and hilib African girl arch back, I wan' 'it-it, pounded yam with okra or spinach Snapchat-cam them boy you're all image White girl, Soul Food, Gaucho, Nobu Mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm [Chorus: Tion Wayne & Russ] Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off Free up, free up that number Oh my God, look at that bumper, wha' the bomba? (Mhm-mhm) Drip like my chain, shake that arse, it's insane Very sexy, Keisha, Becky [Verse 5: Sav'O] JS, JS They ain't made for the shit, they're soft I done drill first, think last All these man wan' talk 'bout drill, they do drill rap but ain't got no heart All the things man seen and done in the field, nigga you won't know the half And bro told me he just done that bait, so now he's in a petrol bath Bro backed it, I told him dump off, dump off, before I back it, they run off Hit that once, you can't be my lover, HMP, free up my brother Ambush I got my block jumpy, jumpy, gyal on me, man they love me Two gyal, who's holding this brucky? Oh my god, look at that bumsy [Verse 6: Swarmz] (Nine-nine-nine) See my guy got bagged for the chinging, the grind don't stop so we see this dough I told bro just slap it in reverse with a petrol can and burn them clothes A9 got caught with the grub, oh my, so he's looking like two do one And I pray on my life that they ride in front the jakes so the whole tings done Big up my chocolate darling, true say that she lost the plot Doing up-Doing up Gucci gang with her nails on fleek as she whips that pot My bro just reading the amm, take that to the OT spot Like we was fifteen when we had the whole 9 block like Wizard of Oz See, back the beef, you get got g Nine side, we're on top b Becky come and then slop me And Keisha mad cah she's on me Back the beef, you get got g Nine side, we're on top b Becky come and then slop me And Keisha... [Chorus: Tion Wayne & Russ] Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off Free up, free up that number Oh my God, look at that bumper, wha' the bomba? (Mhm-mhm) Drip like my chain, shake that arse, it's insane Very sexy, Keisha, Becky
Siempre con buenas bamba bamba Aqui pedimos por tanda tanda Se que no dais la talla talla Asi que mejor calla calla No son humildes fardan fardan Yo soy de los que guardan guardan Alguno saltando un par de valla En la cabeza ponemos malla
Very sexy, Keisha, Becky Mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm [Chorus: Tion Wayne & Russ] Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off Free up, free up that number Oh my God, look at that bumper, wha' the bomba? (Mhm-mhm) Drip like my chain, shake that arse, it's insane Very sexy, Keisha, Becky [Verse 1: Russ] Like baby stop it, everything's mad if I slap this rocket (Bullet) Fit like ten bags in AMIRI pockets (Racks) I love this shit, I can't stop itBaby, arch your back and slide on it Try hit chest, neck, belly or back Manna big man, twenty racks on tax Very sexy, yelly, Steffy (Bullet) Baby shake up your bum-bum (Shake it) Don't have sex without condoms (Nah) Cali spliff looking Hong Kong (Loud) I don't pipe your girl-, that's my don-don Very selective, selected corn, eject it The way he ran off, he meant it (Gone) Yo, both hands on the back when I tap it, grab it and slap it, Becky a savage Lemme show you a magic trick, you can have this dick after that man vanish Two MILFs in a whip, bro-bro said he wanted a bit, told him he can manage This baby face an advantage, man still show a big girl what a man is Give her my screw face, she caught me staring, what do you expect when your skirt's so short? Out here twerking, gone past caring, she went out cheating, the girl got caught Stepped in the place all shiny, I don't have a chain, man glow when I walk Don't phone if you're wasting my time, got me changing my line 'cause I don't wanna talk Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off Free up, free up that number Oh my God, look at that bumper, wha' the bomba? (Mhm-mhm) Drip like my chain, shake that arse, it's insane Very sexy, Keisha, Becky How many L's did I take this year? And how many times did I buck your chicky? Had a cap on my head like 50 when I gave wood to your girl, that's dicky And I didn't wanna holla at Becky, so I went Brighton and holla'd at Britney And how many chicks did I swipe? Top of my head, I think about fifty And I don't really wanna hear nonsense Man send one text to your female, now the bad B come looking like custard Slim t'ic with the back come detail, give her back shot, two-two, now she loved it And the ting come quick like a e-mail, mate well done, got brain and he cuffed it JAY bun up the place like a moshpit, viral, now I got fans in Boston Two stepped to the dance all saucy, one gun lean, man did it like Russ did And everybody wanna link Keisha, Becky, ease up, likkle man stop it Bad B from kway called Lisa, shit den, wanna take wood cah I'm poppin'
ery sexy, Keisha, Becky Mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off Free up, free up that number Oh my God, look at that bumper, wha' the bomba? (Mhm-mhm) Drip like my chain, shake that ass, it's insane Very sexy, Keisha, Becky Russ with the rush and Tion Wayne Do you love me? Or love the fame? Hottest drill artist in the game Pull up and bark it, let it rain Excellent head on your neck with brain Temperament's nuts right now, don't play Mhm-mhm, drip, drip like my chain Racked-Racked up cakey, not Paigey You're crazy, don't get blazed (Bullet) Pump man out with that pumper (Bow) Cali weed, I love ganja (Love) Oh my gosh, look at her bumper, bumper 'Course I left with her number ('Course) Brown and leng, give her this thunder That's your girl, she left with my jumper (Huh) Hundred stabs, she screaming for mother I ain't into verbal or beefin' Or the internet talk or tweetin' They love Snapchat, cams and speakin' Me, I was knockin' at man on G-wing Visit days in the field was a scary place Nigga, T-Wayne was the reason Even on that, I don't like conversation Back then, chains they was confiscatin' Go and check my light-skinned in Enfield Check my dark-skinned ting in Tottenham Pull up in a Range or the Merc, got options Uptown, I don't see the opps often But catch me in Central London 'Cah I love the finer things Man, I love dem diamond things I ain't going inside 'til my Niners in We ain't going inside 'til line is in Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off Free up, free up that number Oh my God, look at that bumper, wha' the bomba? (Mhm-mhm) Drip like my chain, shake that ass, it's insane Very sexy, Keisha, Becky Peng-Peng-Peng-Peng ting from Bellingham (Bad) No love, just suck this elephant (Suck it) No wap, grip, splash, mans wettin' 'em (Wet) Energy, got 'nuff adrenaline Sweet one, pull up, pull up, what's good? (Pull up) Make man sprint in his brand her boogs We buy things that you wish you could Man's getting paid if I'm in that shubs Eediat boy, only chases puss' Don't ride out when his boy get uhh Cream of the crop, flex on the opps Touch bust down and get touched with a uhh Bad boy D, take my cucumber That's your girl, come get your lover She goes wild under these covers Ratchet hoes, can't bring them to mother (Oh nah) Very sexy, Keisha, Becky Mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm Very sexy, Keisha, Becky Mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off (Uh) Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off (Boom) Free up, free up that number Oh my God, look at that bumper, wha' the bomba? (Boom, boom, Mhm-mhm) Drip like my chain, shake that ass, it's insane Very sexy, Keisha, Becky Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off (Uh) Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off (Boom) Free up, free up that number Oh my God, look at that bumper, wha' the bomba? (Boom, boom, Mhm-mhm) Drip like my chain, shake that ass, it's insane Very sexy, Keisha, Becky
Loco por alli es menos cante A tu gata puede que le encante Cuando bajo marca elegante Y mas ahora que soy cantante No me hable cosa de ante ahora solo vamos palante Pa llegat hay que ser constante Y comprare un yate gigante De musica bomba el traficante
Se que no dais la talla talla A si que mejor calla calla No son humildes fardan fardan Yo soy de los que guardan guardan Ya no saltamos valla valla En la cabeza ponle una malla
Very sexy, Keisha, Becky Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off Free up, free up that number Oh my God, look at that bumper Wha' de bomba? Drip like my chain, shake that ass, it's insane Very sexy, Keisha, Becky Like baby, stop it Everything's mad if I slap this rocket (Bullet) Fit like ten bags in AMIRI pockets (Racks) I love this shit, I can't stop it Baby arch your back and slide on it Try hit chest, necks, belly or back Manna big man, twenty racks on tax Very sexy yelly Steffy (Bullet) Baby, shake up your bum-bum (Shake it) Don't have sex without condoms (Nah) Cali spliff lookin' Hong Kong (Loud) I don't pipe your girl, that's my don-don Very selective, select it corn, eject it The way he ran off, he meant it (gone) Yo Both hands on the back when I tap it Grab it and slap it, Becky a savage Let me show you a magic trick You can have this dick after that man vanish (Two MILFs) Two MILFs in a whip Bro-bro said he wanted a bit, told him he can manage This baby face an advantage Man still show a big girl what a man is Givin' my screw face, she caught me staring What you expect when your skirts so short? Out here twerkin', gone past caring She went out cheating, the girl got caught Stepped in the place all shiny I don't have a chain man, glow when I walk Don't phone if you're wastin' my time Got me changing my line 'cause I don't wanna talk Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off Free up, free up that number Oh my God, look at that bumper Wha' de bomba? Drip like my chain, shake that ass, it's insane Very sexy, Keisha, Becky How many Ls did I take this year And how many times did I buck your chicky? Had a cap on my head like 50 when I gave wood to your girl, that's dicky And I didn't wanna holler at Becky so I went Brighton and hollered at Britney And how many chicks did I swipe? Top of my head, I think about fifty And I don't really wanna hear nonsense Man sent one text to your female, now the bad B come lookin' like custard Slim ting with the back come DL Give her back shot 2-2, now she loved it And the ting come quick like an e-mail make bell don, got brain and he cuffed it JAY bun up the place like a mosh pit Viral, now I got fans in Boston 2-step to the dance all saucy, one gun lean, man did it like Russ did And everybody wanna link Keisha, Becky, ease up likkle man, stop it Bad B from kway called Lisa, ship them wanna take wood cah I'm poppin' Every day I give thanks for the blessings But I repent for numerous cheffings If you saw the way that I kweffed him, man I weren't shocked that his brethren left him Bet they thought the last verse was a fluke ting for my broski inside for some bootins Man I'm boasy, spent racks on a Cuban All my light skins, brown skins, they all cute tings Man, I love to go west, spend figures Then I go home, eat bariis and hilib African girl arch back, I wan' hit it Pounded yam with okra or spinach Snapchat Camden boy, your whole image White girl, soul food Gaucho, Nobu Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off Free up, free up that number Oh my God, look at that bumper Wha' de bomba? Drip like my chain, shake that ass, it's insane Very sexy, Keisha, Becky JS, JS They ain't made for this shit, they're soft I don't feel your verse, put it last All these man wanna talk about drill, they do drill rap, I ain't got no heart All the things man's seen and done in the field Nigga, you won't know the half And bro told me he just done that bate so now he's in a petrol bath Bro backed it, I told him dump off, dump off Before I back it, they run off Hit that once, she can't be my lover HMP so free up my brother Ambush, I got my block jumpy, jumpy Gyal on me, man they love me Two gyal, who's holdin' this brucky? Oh my God, look at that bumsy (Nine nine nine) See my guy got bagged for the chingin' The grind don't stop so we see this dough I told bro just slap it in reverse with a petrol can and burn them clothes (get back) A9 got caught with a grub, oh my, so it's lookin' like 2, do 1 And I pray on my life that I ride in front of the jakes or the whole tings done B-b-big up my chocolate darling True say that she lost the plot Doin' up, doin' up Gucci gang with her nails on fleek, yeah she whips that pot My bro just rid in a 'am, take that to the OT spot And I was 15 When we had the whole 9 block lookin' like Wizard of Oz See, back the beef, you get got G9 side, we're on top, B Becky come and then slop Me and Keisha mad 'cause she's on me Back the beef, you get got G9 side, we're on top B-Becky come and then slop Me and Keisha mad Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off Free up, free up that number Oh my God, look at that bumper Wha' de bomba? Drip like my chain, shake that ass, it's insane Very sexy, Keisha, Becky
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Are poeple understanding how deep this beat is tho... shout out to the producers from uk that don’t get the recognition they deserve on these drill beats... #COME ON
Not to brag but this beat isn’t that good tbh
This beat is hard...got a bit of depth and mystery about it too...come like it could be a soundtrack
@@hyp3rprod shut up man
@@hyp3rprod ratio
@@Karizma231 not much depth too it... it's quite simple - repeating melody and a standard beat
It’s that little piano sample that gets me
ikr thats what brod me here
Didn’t ask
turns into a whole new beat with earphones on
ye u need headphones for the bass
@@PWEST or speakers
MAN, THIS INSTRUMENTAL ISN' T TRASH, I'M GONNA MAKE A REMIX IN SPANISH SOON, I WILL TAGG U, THANKS P WEST🔥🔥
NO PROBLEM MATE
Good Attempt fella
GotchaTheProducer appreciate it mate! This remake didn’t do the original beat justice u killed it
BTW for Keisha and Becky i used a Piano for the melody.
U should consider doing a breakdown video of how u made some of ur biggest hits that would be mad
You should release the beat
Maistro
patrickwest he done it on instagram but obviously it’s short 🤷🏾♂️
Do a breakdown bro
Reisha & Stacey anyone?
No
yes
No stfu
daniel james
James daniels
i love the beat when it drops in
phenomenal work bruddah! Keep it up my guy.
Thanks for this. That beat is deeper than i thought . Gotdamn!
Beat u mean
@@jermane2501 ya that
@@injusticeanywherethreatens4810 hate autocorrects, they make us sound stupid
@@jermane2501.... I'm on a laptop...
@@injusticeanywherethreatens4810 yeah
Just went thru ur channel ur cold asf❄️❄️❄️❄️
Been waiting for this 🔥🔥
such a clean beat
great song and edit 💗💗
1plike140 les vrais le connaissent 🤪💪🏾🎶 92140 sur le pochton 🤯
bv le s
-i can email the FLP to anyone that wants it-
FLP download = www.rapidshare.com.cn/9unLAVE
patrickwest me please
patrickwest my email is sukhrajiscool@gmail.com
Hushoficjalnie@gmail.com please flp with sample bro
Fuse_89uk@outlook.com
christopherhannon18@gmail.com ,I appreciate it
Dat bass doh
Fam this remake is a mad ting gonna do some shelling on this beat
THANK YOU I REALLY NEEDED THIS
Got man paying attention bro will defo keep up
Killing it💣💣💣💣💣
Here before 1k 🔥
nice remake bro i love this music
Great instrumental
Lowkey better than the actual song??
It’s not
Chicken Fillet shut your mouth, nobody asked for your opinion, I’m sittin on 11 likes and your at 1 🤣🤣🤣🤣
@@johngeorgemackenzie6168 you must be mad 😂😂 Lamooo
John George Mackenzie it’s actually 2 likes 😂
Chicken Fillet at the time it wasn’t you spastic
End Level❤
Can I use this on my vlog? 🤔
Mizta Blessed yeh go for it
That beat tho
didnt realise my phine eas on my speaker at like 0:19 yeh im in trouble
Hahahahah family pg clean im loving the jake paul reference
i put those there to help me get in recommended and search results easier haha
Patrick West does it actually help?
@@HeadshotFilms1 I read it somewhere i think, ppl like morgz and mrbeast do it and they get stupid views so why not lol
Please do tion Wayne- roll with T please bro 💯
This is banging, can I use ???
PSHOW yeh course bro if ur making a song with it u gotta credit me tho yeh?
@@PWEST hahahah wtf its a remake of an instrumental i dont think he should credit you he should credit the original producer ahah... pretty sure its copywrited aswel if its coming from russ
0kane unless ur a big artist/using a music distributor to put ur music on streaming services it likely won’t matter, and I don’t think there’s anything wrong with crediting me as (Reprod. Patrickwest) since I’m giving him the opportunity to make his track
@@PWEST ua-cam.com/video/NPwWaqB5fx8/v-deo.html SHOW SOME LOVE BRO
DONT HAVE TO WIPE NO SAFETY , LAUREN STACEY, oh wait wrong song
Do you remember what kind of 808 you used, drippy af!
How many tugs did i have this year and how many times did my bed get sticky
So good 😊
Mad tunes bro!!!
This litty .
Which 808 is this, and where can I find it? Thanks!
Saim K what u using
Who is listening this nightmare song in lockdown 2020
Very sexy, Keisha, Becky
Mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm
Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off
Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off
Free up, free up that number
Oh my God, look at that bumper, wha' the bomba? (Mhm-mhm)
Drip like my chain, shake that ass, it's insane
Very sexy, Keisha, Becky
Russ with the rush and Tion Wayne
Do you love me? Or love the fame?
Hottest drill artist in the game
Pull up and bark it, let it rain
Excellent head on your neck with brain
Temperament's nuts right now, don't play
Mhm-mhm, drip, drip like my chain
Racked-Racked up cakey, not Paigey
You're crazy, don't get blazed (Bullet)
Pump man out with that pumper (Bow)
Cali weed, I love ganja (Love)
Oh my gosh, look at her bumper, bumper
'Course I left with her number ('Course)
Brown and leng, give her this thunder
That's your girl, she left with my jumper (Huh)
Hundred stabs, she screaming for mother
I ain't into verbal or beefin'
Or the internet talk or tweetin'
They love Snapchat, cams and speakin'
Me, I was knockin' at man on G-wing
Visit days in the field was a scary place
Nigga, T-Wayne was the reason
Even on that, I don't like conversation
Back then, chains they was confiscatin'
Go and check my light-skinned in Enfield
Check my dark-skinned ting in Tottenham
Pull up in a Range or the Merc, got options
Uptown, I don't see the opps often
But catch me in Central London
'Cah I love the finer things
Man, I love dem diamond things
I ain't going inside 'til my Niners in
We ain't going inside 'til line is in
Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off
Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off
Free up, free up that number
Oh my God, look at that bumper, wha' the bomba? (Mhm-mhm)
Drip like my chain, shake that ass, it's insane
Very sexy, Keisha, Becky
Peng-Peng-Peng-Peng ting from Bellingham (Bad)
No love, just suck this elephant (Suck it)
No wap, grip, splash, mans wettin' 'em (Wet)
Energy, got 'nuff adrenaline
Sweet one, pull up, pull up, what's good? (Pull up)
Make man sprint in his brand her boogs
We buy things that you wish you could
Man's getting paid if I'm in that shubs
Eediat boy, only chases puss'
Don't ride out when his boy get uhh
Cream of the crop, flex on the opps
Touch bust down and get touched with a uhh
Bad boy D, take my cucumber
That's your girl, come get your lover
She goes wild under these covers
Ratchet hoes, can't bring them to mother (Oh nah)
Very sexy, Keisha, Becky
Mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm
Very sexy, Keisha, Becky
Mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm
Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off (Uh)
Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off (Boom)
Free up, free up that number
Oh my God, look at that bumper, wha' the bomba? (Boom, boom, Mhm-mhm)
Drip like my chain, shake that ass, it's insane
Very sexy, Keisha, Becky
Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off (Uh)
Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off (Boom)
Free up, free up that number
Oh my God, look at that bumper, wha' the bomba? (Boom, boom, Mhm-mhm)
Drip like my chain, shake that ass, it's insane
Very sexy, Keisha, Becky
we need that kick 808 tutorial
GTA IV loading screen vibes
That 808 slide is just porn
Fr lmaoo
This is certi una💥💪💯
Wet
@@tat3w how am i. U wallad
This is madddd. Whats the 808 sample??
Well I’m not allowed to gunlean so gotta listen to the instrumental instead🤣
Gun Way‼️
Gang way!!
can you send me this one bro? I want to use it for mixtape
Ando prendido all day
En busca del money man
No soy un chico d ley
T hago la del runnin man
Siempre ando prendido
Estamos sonando en el barrio
Hi. I used this beat in my Fortnite dance video, and when i uploaded it , it came up with a copyright claim. Please can you allow to monetize that video?
This will look lowkey hard on the gta 6 intro
LYRICS!. Thank me later :)
Very sexy, Keisha, Becky
Mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm
Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off
Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off
Free up, free up that number
Oh my God, look at that bumper, wha' the bomba? (Mhm-mhm)
Drip like my chain, shake that ass, it's insane
Very sexy, Keisha, Becky
Russ with the rush and Tion Wayne
Do you love me? Or love the fame?
Hottest drill artist in the game
Pull up and bark it, let it rain
Excellent head on your neck with brain
Temperament's nuts right now, don't play
Mhm-mhm, drip, drip like my chain
Racked-Racked up cakey, not Paigey
You're crazy, don't get blazed (Bullet)
Pump man out with that pumper (Bow)
Cali weed, I love ganja (Love)
Oh my gosh, look at her bumper, bumper
'Course I left with her number ('Course)
Brown and leng, give her this thunder
That's your girl, she left with my jumper (Huh)
Hundred stabs, she screaming for mother
I ain't into verbal or beefin'
Or the internet talk or tweetin'
They love Snapchat, cams and speakin'
Me, I was knockin' at man on G-wing
Visit days in the field was a scary place
Nigga, T-Wayne was the reason
Even on that, I don't like conversation
Back then, chains they was confiscatin'
Go and check my light-skinned in Enfield
Check my dark-skinned ting in Tottenham
Pull up in a Range or the Merc, got options
Uptown, I don't see the opps often
But catch me in Central London
'Cah I love the finer things
Man, I love dem diamond things
I ain't going inside 'til my Niners in
We ain't going inside 'til line is in
Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off
Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off
Free up, free up that number
Oh my God, look at that bumper, wha' the bomba? (Mhm-mhm)
Drip like my chain, shake that ass, it's insane
Very sexy, Keisha, Becky
Peng-Peng-Peng-Peng ting from Bellingham (Bad)
No love, just suck this elephant (Suck it)
No wap, grip, splash, mans wettin' 'em (Wet)
Energy, got 'nuff adrenaline
Sweet one, pull up, pull up, what's good? (Pull up)
Make man sprint in his brand her boogs
We buy things that you wish you could
Man's getting paid if I'm in that shubs
Eediat boy, only chases puss'
Don't ride out when his boy get uhh
Cream of the crop, flex on the opps
Touch bust down and get touched with a uhh
Bad boy D, take my cucumber
That's your girl, come get your lover
She goes wild under these covers
Ratchet hoes, can't bring them to mother (Oh nah)
Very sexy, Keisha, Becky
Mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm
Very sexy, Keisha, Becky
Mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm
Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off (Uh)
Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off (Boom)
Free up, free up that number
Oh my God, look at that bumper, wha' the bomba? (Boom, boom, Mhm-mhm)
Drip like my chain, shake that ass, it's insane
Very sexy, Keisha, Becky
Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off (Uh)
Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off (Boom)
Free up, free up that number
Oh my God, look at that bumper, wha' the bomba? (Boom, boom, Mhm-mhm)
Drip like my chain, shake that ass, it's insane
Very sexy, Keisha, Becky
Yo can you do instrumental for ringtone dr vades
How many tvgs did i have this year⁉️🗣️🗣️🔥and how many times did my bed get sticky🗣️🔥🔥⁉️⁉️
Scary ass beat
Got this sweet one in the bag, nice front and back, I'mma hit that deadly
Don't even remember the name, but she move insane, I'mma call her Becky
That Snapchat score impress me, say that she taken, I heard that plenty
Big bills stashed in a setty, and this b only just met me
Two weeks later, linked up Keisha, let's keep this quiet
Tracky and footwear stylish, way too boasy, her man fired
But I don't wanna tell you too much, gyal just know youre gon come get home tired
And she keep the phone on silent, put on her private, slow replying
Trraaaaaashhh cuzzzz
It is dead on paper, put this up in an audio maybe your flow can make it work
Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off
Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off
Free up, free up that number
Oh my God, look at that bumper, wha' the bomba? (Mhm-mhm)
Drip like my chain, shake that ass, it's insane
Very sexy, Keisha, Becky
[Verse 1: Russ]
Russ with the rush and Tion Wayne
Do you love me? Or love the fame?
Hottest drill artist in the game
Pull up and bark it, let it rain
Excellent head on your neck with brain
Temperament's nuts right now, don't play
Mhm-mhm, drip, drip like my chain
Racked-Racked up cakey, not Paigey
You're crazy, don't get blazed (Bullet)
Pump man out with that pumper (Bow)
Cali weed, I love ganja (Love)
Oh my gosh, look at her bumper, bumper
'Course I left with her number ('Course)
Brown and leng, give her this thunder
That's your girl, she left with my jumper (Huh)
Hundred stabs, she screaming for mother
[Verse 2: Tion Wayne]
I ain't into verbal or beefin'
Or the internet talk or tweetin'
They love Snapchat, Camden's speakin'
Me, I was knockin' at man on G-wing
Visit days in the field was a scary place
Nigga, T-Wayne was the reason
Even on that, I don't like conversation
Back then, chains they was confiscation'
Go and check my light-skinned in Enfield
Check my dark-skinned ting in Tottenham
Pull up in a Range or the Merc, got options
Uptown, I don't see the opps often
But catch me in Central London
'Cah I love the finer things
Man, I love dem diamond things
I ain't going inside 'til my Niners in
We ain't going inside 'til line is in
[Chorus: Tion Wayne & Russ]
Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off
Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off
Free up, free up that number
Oh my God, look at that bumper, wha' the bomba? (Mhm-mhm)
Drip like my chain, shake that ass, it's insane
Very sexy, Keisha, Becky
[Verse 3: Russ]
Peng-Peng-Peng-Peng ting from Bellingham (Bad)
No love, just suck this elephant (Suck it)
No wap, grip, splash, mans wettin' 'em (Wet)
Energy, got 'nuff adrenaline
Sweet one, pull up, pull up, what's good? (Pull up)
Make man sprint in his brand her boogs
We buy things that you wish you could
Man's getting paid if I'm in that shubs
[Verse 4: Tion Wayne]
Eediat boy, only chases puss'
Don't ride out when his boy get uhh
Cream of the crop, flex on the opps
Touch bust down and get touched with a uhh
[Verse 5: Russ]
Bad boy D, take my cucumber
That's your girl, come get your lover
She goes wild under these covers
Ratchet hoes, can't bring them to mother (Oh nah)
[Bridge: Russ & Tion Wayne]
Very sexy, Keisha, Becky
Mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm
Very sexy, Keisha, Becky
Mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm
[Chorus: Tion Wayne & Russ]
Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off (Uh)
Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off (Boom)
Free up, free up that number
Oh my God, look at that bumper, wha' the bomba? (Boom, boom, Mhm-mhm)
Drip like my chain, shake that ass, it's insane
Very sexy, Keisha, Becky
remake No Diet - Digga D !!
just remade it, about to upload it
patrickwest myyyyy don
Chorus: Tion Wayne & Russ]
Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off
Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off
Free up, free up that number
Oh my God, look at that bumper, wha' the bomba? (Mhm-mhm)
Drip like my chain, shake that arse, it's insane
Very sexy, Keisha, Becky
[Verse 1: Russ]
Like baby stop it, everything's mad if I slap this rocket (Bullet)
Fit like ten bags in AMIRI pockets (Racks)
I love this shit, I can't stop it
Baby, arch your back and slide on it
Try hit chest, neck, belly or back
Manna big man, twenty racks on tax
Very sexy, yelly, Steffy (Bullet)
Baby shake up your bum-bum (Shake it)
Don't have sex without condoms (Nah)
Cali spliff looking Hong Kong (Loud)
I don't pipe your girl-, that's my don-don
Very selective, selected corn, eject it
The way he ran off, he meant it (Gone)
[Verse 2: Aitch]
Yo, both hands on the back when I tap it, grab it and slap it, Becky a savage
Lemme show you a magic trick, you can have this dick after that man vanish
Two MILFs in a whip, bro-bro said he wanted a bit, told him he can manage
This baby face an advantage, man still show a big girl what a man is
Give her my screw face, she caught me staring, what do you expect when your skirt's so short?
Out here twerking, gone past caring, she went out cheating, the girl got caught
Stepped in the place all shiny, I don't have a chain, man glow when I walk
Don't phone if you're wasting my time, got me changing my line 'cause I don't wanna talk
[Chorus: Tion Wayne & Russ]
Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off
Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off
Free up, free up that number
Oh my God, look at that bumper, wha' the bomba? (Mhm-mhm)
Drip like my chain, shake that arse, it's insane
Very sexy, Keisha, Becky
[Verse 3: JAY1]
How many L's did I take this year? And how many times did I buck your chicky?
Had a cap on my head like 50 when I gave wood to your girl, that's dicky
And I didn't wanna holla at Becky, so I went Brighton and holla'd at Britney
And how many chicks did I swipe? Top of my head, I think about fifty
And I don't really wanna hear nonsense
Man send one text to your female, now the bad B come looking like custard
Slim t'ic with the back come detail, give her back shot, two-two, now she loved it
And the ting come quick like a e-mail, mate well done, got brain and he cuffed it
JAY bun up the place like a moshpit, viral, now I got fans in Boston
Two stepped to the dance all saucy, one gun lean, man did it like Russ did
And everybody wanna link Keisha, Becky, ease up, likkle man stop it
Bad B from kway called Lisa, shit den, wanna take wood cah I'm poppin'
[Verse 4: Tion Wayne]
Everyday I give thanks for the blessings but I repent for numerous cheffings
If you saw the way that I kweffed him, man I weren't shocked that his bredrin left him
Bet they thought the last verse was a fluke ting, free my broski inside for some bootings
Man, I'm boasy, spend racks on a Cuban and my lightskin, brownskin or cute tings
Man I love to go west, spend figures, then I go home, eat bariis and hilib
African girl arch back, I wan' 'it-it, pounded yam with okra or spinach
Snapchat-cam them boy you're all image
White girl, Soul Food, Gaucho, Nobu
Mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm
[Chorus: Tion Wayne & Russ]
Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off
Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off
Free up, free up that number
Oh my God, look at that bumper, wha' the bomba? (Mhm-mhm)
Drip like my chain, shake that arse, it's insane
Very sexy, Keisha, Becky
[Verse 5: Sav'O]
JS, JS
They ain't made for the shit, they're soft
I done drill first, think last
All these man wan' talk 'bout drill, they do drill rap but ain't got no heart
All the things man seen and done in the field, nigga you won't know the half
And bro told me he just done that bait, so now he's in a petrol bath
Bro backed it, I told him dump off, dump off, before I back it, they run off
Hit that once, you can't be my lover, HMP, free up my brother
Ambush I got my block jumpy, jumpy, gyal on me, man they love me
Two gyal, who's holding this brucky? Oh my god, look at that bumsy
[Verse 6: Swarmz]
(Nine-nine-nine)
See my guy got bagged for the chinging, the grind don't stop so we see this dough
I told bro just slap it in reverse with a petrol can and burn them clothes
A9 got caught with the grub, oh my, so he's looking like two do one
And I pray on my life that they ride in front the jakes so the whole tings done
Big up my chocolate darling, true say that she lost the plot
Doing up-Doing up Gucci gang with her nails on fleek as she whips that pot
My bro just reading the amm, take that to the OT spot
Like we was fifteen when we had the whole 9 block like Wizard of Oz
See, back the beef, you get got g
Nine side, we're on top b
Becky come and then slop me
And Keisha mad cah she's on me
Back the beef, you get got g
Nine side, we're on top b
Becky come and then slop me
And Keisha...
[Chorus: Tion Wayne & Russ]
Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off
Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off
Free up, free up that number
Oh my God,
can i use this for one of my freestyle in public and i will credit you in bio?
yeh all good bro if u could shout me out that would mean a lot i fw ur videos
@@PWEST no problem bro appreciate it
bro can you make jay1 becky remake
can i Purchase this beat ?
Y yo nunca e sido de estos
Siempre diferente al resto
Adrenalina en vena inyeccto
Cuando vamos en el cl a 300
What software do you use to produce
FL bro
Can i use this for spotify or grm g
Roro Music yh go ahead make sure to credit the original producer if ur monetising it
@@PWEST my guy
This was in Tion's words "very sexy"
Edit: I just realised Russ says that not Tion 😂
How many l's we take this year and how many times we took them chippy, you got four racks we got 50 when you smoke my shit it's trippy, Canada goose on yeah it's nipey rudeboy on the block tryna get lipey old man your about 60 look at you big man you are just silly 4 door spin let me ride that ped some opper is gonna taste led man like Cameron send them to bed use these bars better give me cred locked my bro for a silly offensive catching ops over a fence Ching them up better leave them drenched bare juice spilled in your mouth like quench my man are built yeah they hench end of my bars yeah suttin intense
lit
Where could I download it
Can I get this instrumental for my song?
go for it
Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off
Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off
Free up, free up that number
Oh my God, look at that bumper, wha' the bomba? (Mhm-mhm)
Drip like my chain, shake that arse, it's insane
Very sexy, Keisha, Becky
[Verse 1: Russ]
Like baby stop it, everything's mad if I slap this rocket (Bullet)
Fit like ten bags in AMIRI pockets (Racks)
I love this shit, I can't stop it
Baby, arch your back and slide on it
Try hit chest, neck, belly or back
Manna big man, twenty racks on tax
Very sexy, yelly, Steffy (Bullet)
Baby shake up your bum-bum (Shake it)
Don't have sex without condoms (Nah)
Cali spliff looking Hong Kong (Loud)
I don't pipe your girl-, that's my don-don
Very selective, selected corn, eject it
The way he ran off, he meant it (Gone)
Yo, both hands on the back when I tap it, grab it and slap it, Becky a savage
Lemme show you a magic trick, you can have this dick after that man vanish
Two MILFs in a whip, bro-bro said he wanted a bit, told him he can manage
This baby face an advantage, man still show a big girl what a man is
Give her my screw face, she caught me staring, what do you expect when your skirts so short?
Out here twerking, gone past caring, she went out cheating, the girl got caught
Stepped in the place all shiny, I don't have a chain, man glow when I walk
Don't phone if you're wasting my time, got me changing my line 'cause I don't wanna talk
[Chorus: Tion Wayne & Russ]
Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off
Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off
Free up, free up that number
Oh my God, look at that bumper, wha' the bomba? (Mhm-mhm)
Drip like my chain, shake that arse, it's insane
Very sexy, Keisha, Becky
[Verse 3: JAY1]
How many L's did I take this year? And how many times did I buck your chicky?
Had a cap on my head like 50 when I gave wood to your girl, that's dicky
And I didn't wanna holla at Becky, so I went Brighton and holla'd at Britney
And how many chicks did I swipe? Top of my head, I think about fifty
And I don't really wanna hear nonsense
Man send one text to your female, now the bad B come looking like custard
Slim t'ic with the back come detail, give her back shot, two-two, now she loved it
And the ting come quick like a e-mail, mate well done, got brain and he cuffed it
JAY bun up the place like a moshpit, viral, now I got fans in Boston
Two stepped to the dance all saucy, one gun lean, man did it like Russ did
And everybody wanna link Keisha, Becky, ease up, likkle man stop it
Bad B from kway called Lisa, shit den, wanna take wood cah I'm poppin'
Everyday I give thanks for the blessings but I repent for numerous cheffings
If you saw the way that I kweffed him, man I weren't shocked that his bredrin left him
Bet they thought the last verse was a fluke ting, free my broski inside for some bootings
Man, I'm boasy, spend racks on a Cuban and my lightskin, brownskin or cute tings
Man I love to go west, spend figures, then I go home, eat bariis and hilib
African girl arch back, I wan' 'it-it, pounded yam with okra or spinach
Snapchat-cam them boy you're all image
White girl, Soul Food, Gaucho, Nobu
Mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm
[Chorus: Tion Wayne & Russ]
Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off
Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off
Free up, free up that number
Oh my God, look at that bumper, wha' the bomba? (Mhm-mhm)
Drip like my chain, shake that arse, it's insane
Very sexy, Keisha, Becky
[Verse 5: Sav'O]
JS, JS
They ain't made for the shit, they're soft
I done drill first, think last
All these man wan' talk 'bout drill, they do drill rap but ain't got no heart
All the things man seen and done in the field, nigga you won't know the half
And bro told me he just done that bait, so now he's in a petrol bath
Bro backed it, I told him dump off, dump off, before I back it, they run off
Hit that once, you can't be my lover, HMP, free up my brother
Ambush I got my block jumpy, jumpy, gyal on me, man they love me
Two gyal, who's holding this brucky? Oh my god, look at that bumsy
*mmmhhmm mhhhmmmm*
Is this the same as welcome to the party
Can I use this beat for UA-cam bro?
ery sexy, Keisha, Becky
Mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm
[Chorus: Tion Wayne & Russ]
Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off
Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off
Free up, free up that number
Oh my God, look at that bumper, wha' the bomba? (Mhm-mhm)
Drip like my chain, shake that arse, it's insane
Very sexy, Keisha, Becky
[Verse 1: Russ]
Like baby stop it, everything's mad if I slap this rocket (Bullet)
Fit like ten bags in AMIRI pockets (Racks)
I love this shit, I can't stop it
Baby, arch your back and slide on it
Try hit chest, neck, belly or back
Manna big man, twenty racks on tax
Very sexy, yelly, Steffy (Bullet)
Baby shake up your bum-bum (Shake it)
Don't have sex without condoms (Nah)
Cali spliff looking Hong Kong (Loud)
I don't pipe your girl-, that's my don-don
Very selective, selected corn, eject it
The way he ran off, he meant it (Gone)
[Verse 2: Aitch]
Yo, both hands on the back when I tap it, grab it and slap it, Becky a savage
Lemme show you a magic trick, you can have this dick after that man vanish
Two MILFs in a whip, bro-bro said he wanted a bit, told him he can manage
This baby face an advantage, man still show a big girl what a man is
Give her my screw face, she caught me staring, what do you expect when your skirts so short?
Out here twerking, gone past caring, she went out cheating, the girl got caught
Stepped in the place all shiny, I don't have a chain, man glow when I walk
Don't phone if you're wasting my time, got me changing my line 'cause I don't wanna talk
[Chorus: Tion Wayne & Russ]
Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off
Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off
Free up, free up that number
Oh my God, look at that bumper, wha' the bomba? (Mhm-mhm)
Drip like my chain, shake that arse, it's insane
Very sexy, Keisha, Becky
[Verse 3: JAY1]
How many L's did I take this year? And how many times did I buck your chicky?
Had a cap on my head like 50 when I gave wood to your girl, that's dicky
And I didn't wanna holla at Becky, so I went Brighton and holla'd at Britney
And how many chicks did I swipe? Top of my head, I think about fifty
And I don't really wanna hear nonsense
Man send one text to your female, now the bad B come looking like custard
Slim t'ic with the back come detail, give her back shot, two-two, now she loved it
And the ting come quick like a e-mail, mate well done, got brain and he cuffed it
JAY bun up the place like a moshpit, viral, now I got fans in Boston
Two stepped to the dance all saucy, one gun lean, man did it like Russ did
And everybody wanna link Keisha, Becky, ease up, likkle man stop it
Bad B from kway called Lisa, shit den, wanna take wood cah I'm poppin'
[Verse 4: Tion Wayne]
Everyday I give thanks for the blessings but I repent for numerous cheffings
If you saw the way that I kweffed him, man I weren't shocked that his bredrin left him
Bet they thought the last verse was a fluke ting, free my broski inside for some bootings
Man, I'm boasy, spend racks on a Cuban and my lightskin, brownskin or cute tings
Man I love to go west, spend figures, then I go home, eat bariis and hilib
African girl arch back, I wan' 'it-it, pounded yam with okra or spinach
Snapchat-cam them boy you're all image
White girl, Soul Food, Gaucho, Nobu
Mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm
[Chorus: Tion Wayne & Russ]
Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off
Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off
Free up, free up that number
Oh my God, look at that bumper, wha' the bomba? (Mhm-mhm)
Drip like my chain, shake that arse, it's insane
Very sexy, Keisha, Becky
[Verse 5: Sav'O]
JS, JS
They ain't made for the shit, they're soft
I done drill first, think last
All these man wan' talk 'bout drill, they do drill rap but ain't got no heart
All the things man seen and done in the field, nigga you won't know the half
And bro told me he just done that bait, so now he's in a petrol bath
Bro backed it, I told him dump off, dump off, before I back it, they run off
Hit that once, you can't be my lover, HMP, free up my brother
Ambush I got my block jumpy, jumpy, gyal on me, man they love me
Two gyal, who's holding this brucky? Oh my god, look at that bumsy
[Verse 6: Swarmz]
(Nine-nine-nine)
See my guy got bagged for the chinging, the grind don't stop so we see this dough
I told bro just slap it in reverse with a petrol can and burn them clothes
A9 got caught with the grub, oh my, so he's looking like two do one
And I pray on my life that they ride in front the jakes so the whole tings done
Big up my chocolate darling, true say that she lost the plot
Doing up-Doing up Gucci gang with her nails on fleek as she whips that pot
My bro just reading the amm, take that to the OT spot
Like we was fifteen when we had the whole 9 block like Wizard of Oz
See, back the beef, you get got g
Nine side, we're on top b
Becky come and then slop me
And Keisha mad cah she's on me
Back the beef, you get got g
Nine side, we're on top b
Becky come and then slop me
And Keisha...
[Chorus: Tion Wayne & Russ]
Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off
Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off
Free up, free up that number
Oh my God, look at that bumper, wha' the bomba? (Mhm-mhm)
Drip like my chain, shake that arse, it's insane
Very sexy, Keisha, Becky
watch as american rappers use this beat next.
yo can i use dis for a song
ye all good
jrigole quand jpense au mec que jai hasba
1Plikons nous
Yo how did you do the 808 bro?
Yo todo lo pienso
El ambiente esta tenso
Congente rara un poco intenso
Siempre con buenas bamba bamba
Aqui pedimos por tanda tanda
Se que no dais la talla talla
Asi que mejor calla calla
No son humildes fardan fardan
Yo soy de los que guardan guardan
Alguno saltando un par de valla
En la cabeza ponemos malla
Y tu sabe que yo vengo
De donde no cuarquiera entra
Si los veo no me detengo
Ten cuidao con lo que inventa
Can i use the for my EP i just record a song on it
Scorp Trauma yeh sure bro
@@PWEST yes bro do you have instagram
Insta is @patrickwest_ link is in description too
Very sexy, Keisha, Becky
Mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm
[Chorus: Tion Wayne & Russ]
Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off
Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off
Free up, free up that number
Oh my God, look at that bumper, wha' the bomba? (Mhm-mhm)
Drip like my chain, shake that arse, it's insane
Very sexy, Keisha, Becky
[Verse 1: Russ]
Like baby stop it, everything's mad if I slap this rocket (Bullet)
Fit like ten bags in AMIRI pockets (Racks)
I love this shit, I can't stop itBaby, arch your back and slide on it
Try hit chest, neck, belly or back
Manna big man, twenty racks on tax
Very sexy, yelly, Steffy (Bullet)
Baby shake up your bum-bum (Shake it)
Don't have sex without condoms (Nah)
Cali spliff looking Hong Kong (Loud)
I don't pipe your girl-, that's my don-don
Very selective, selected corn, eject it
The way he ran off, he meant it (Gone)
Yo, both hands on the back when I tap it, grab it and slap it, Becky a savage
Lemme show you a magic trick, you can have this dick after that man vanish
Two MILFs in a whip, bro-bro said he wanted a bit, told him he can manage
This baby face an advantage, man still show a big girl what a man is
Give her my screw face, she caught me staring, what do you expect when your skirt's so short?
Out here twerking, gone past caring, she went out cheating, the girl got caught Stepped in the place all shiny, I don't have a chain, man glow when I walk
Don't phone if you're wasting my time, got me changing my line 'cause I don't wanna talk
Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off
Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off
Free up, free up that number
Oh my God, look at that bumper, wha' the bomba? (Mhm-mhm)
Drip like my chain, shake that arse, it's insane
Very sexy, Keisha, Becky
How many L's did I take this year? And how many times did I buck your chicky?
Had a cap on my head like 50 when I gave wood to your girl, that's dicky
And I didn't wanna holla at Becky, so I went Brighton and holla'd at Britney
And how many chicks did I swipe? Top of my head, I think about fifty
And I don't really wanna hear nonsense
Man send one text to your female, now the bad B come looking like custard
Slim t'ic with the back come detail, give her back shot, two-two, now she loved it
And the ting come quick like a e-mail, mate well done, got brain and he cuffed it
JAY bun up the place like a moshpit, viral, now I got fans in Boston
Two stepped to the dance all saucy, one gun lean, man did it like Russ did
And everybody wanna link Keisha, Becky, ease up, likkle man stop it
Bad B from kway called Lisa, shit den, wanna take wood cah I'm poppin'
big man can u send me this so man can freestyle
ery sexy, Keisha, Becky
Mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm
Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off
Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off
Free up, free up that number
Oh my God, look at that bumper, wha' the bomba? (Mhm-mhm)
Drip like my chain, shake that ass, it's insane
Very sexy, Keisha, Becky
Russ with the rush and Tion Wayne
Do you love me? Or love the fame?
Hottest drill artist in the game
Pull up and bark it, let it rain
Excellent head on your neck with brain
Temperament's nuts right now, don't play
Mhm-mhm, drip, drip like my chain
Racked-Racked up cakey, not Paigey
You're crazy, don't get blazed (Bullet)
Pump man out with that pumper (Bow)
Cali weed, I love ganja (Love)
Oh my gosh, look at her bumper, bumper
'Course I left with her number ('Course)
Brown and leng, give her this thunder
That's your girl, she left with my jumper (Huh)
Hundred stabs, she screaming for mother
I ain't into verbal or beefin'
Or the internet talk or tweetin'
They love Snapchat, cams and speakin'
Me, I was knockin' at man on G-wing
Visit days in the field was a scary place
Nigga, T-Wayne was the reason
Even on that, I don't like conversation
Back then, chains they was confiscatin'
Go and check my light-skinned in Enfield
Check my dark-skinned ting in Tottenham
Pull up in a Range or the Merc, got options
Uptown, I don't see the opps often
But catch me in Central London
'Cah I love the finer things
Man, I love dem diamond things
I ain't going inside 'til my Niners in
We ain't going inside 'til line is in
Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off
Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off
Free up, free up that number
Oh my God, look at that bumper, wha' the bomba? (Mhm-mhm)
Drip like my chain, shake that ass, it's insane
Very sexy, Keisha, Becky
Peng-Peng-Peng-Peng ting from Bellingham (Bad)
No love, just suck this elephant (Suck it)
No wap, grip, splash, mans wettin' 'em (Wet)
Energy, got 'nuff adrenaline
Sweet one, pull up, pull up, what's good? (Pull up)
Make man sprint in his brand her boogs
We buy things that you wish you could
Man's getting paid if I'm in that shubs
Eediat boy, only chases puss'
Don't ride out when his boy get uhh
Cream of the crop, flex on the opps
Touch bust down and get touched with a uhh
Bad boy D, take my cucumber
That's your girl, come get your lover
She goes wild under these covers
Ratchet hoes, can't bring them to mother (Oh nah)
Very sexy, Keisha, Becky
Mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm
Very sexy, Keisha, Becky
Mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm
Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off (Uh)
Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off (Boom)
Free up, free up that number
Oh my God, look at that bumper, wha' the bomba? (Boom, boom, Mhm-mhm)
Drip like my chain, shake that ass, it's insane
Very sexy, Keisha, Becky
Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off (Uh)
Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off (Boom)
Free up, free up that number
Oh my God, look at that bumper, wha' the bomba? (Boom, boom, Mhm-mhm)
Drip like my chain, shake that ass, it's insane
Very sexy, Keisha, Becky
0:20
what’s the main instrument?❄️
i used a random pad from omnisphere with low attack
@@PWEST do you remember which one exactly?
MUULTI Beats drill and beat
GTA 6 intro
9.2.1.4.0
This is fucking sick yo💥💥💥💥 do you reckon u could send me dis g!
What’s ur email I’ll send u the wav
ungudihansel@gmail.com
Do same thing but the remix
Hi
bye
Loco por alli es menos cante
A tu gata puede que le encante
Cuando bajo marca elegante
Y mas ahora que soy cantante
No me hable cosa de ante ahora solo vamos palante
Pa llegat hay que ser constante
Y comprare un yate gigante
De musica bomba el traficante
It sounds nothing alike 😁💯
Appreciate the support
@@PWEST just kidding it was fire 😂😂
whats your email?
Se que no dais la talla talla
A si que mejor calla calla
No son humildes fardan fardan
Yo soy de los que guardan guardan
Ya no saltamos valla valla
En la cabeza ponle una malla
It sounds alot bassier
Very sexy, Keisha, Becky
Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm
Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off
Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off
Free up, free up that number
Oh my God, look at that bumper
Wha' de bomba?
Drip like my chain, shake that ass, it's insane
Very sexy, Keisha, Becky
Like baby, stop it
Everything's mad if I slap this rocket (Bullet)
Fit like ten bags in AMIRI pockets (Racks)
I love this shit, I can't stop it
Baby arch your back and slide on it
Try hit chest, necks, belly or back
Manna big man, twenty racks on tax
Very sexy yelly Steffy (Bullet)
Baby, shake up your bum-bum (Shake it)
Don't have sex without condoms (Nah)
Cali spliff lookin' Hong Kong (Loud)
I don't pipe your girl, that's my don-don
Very selective, select it corn, eject it
The way he ran off, he meant it (gone)
Yo
Both hands on the back when I tap it
Grab it and slap it, Becky a savage
Let me show you a magic trick
You can have this dick after that man vanish
(Two MILFs) Two MILFs in a whip
Bro-bro said he wanted a bit, told him he can manage
This baby face an advantage
Man still show a big girl what a man is
Givin' my screw face, she caught me staring
What you expect when your skirts so short?
Out here twerkin', gone past caring
She went out cheating, the girl got caught
Stepped in the place all shiny
I don't have a chain man, glow when I walk
Don't phone if you're wastin' my time
Got me changing my line 'cause I don't wanna talk
Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off
Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off
Free up, free up that number
Oh my God, look at that bumper
Wha' de bomba?
Drip like my chain, shake that ass, it's insane
Very sexy, Keisha, Becky
How many Ls did I take this year
And how many times did I buck your chicky?
Had a cap on my head like 50 when I gave wood to your girl, that's dicky
And I didn't wanna holler at Becky so I went Brighton and hollered at Britney
And how many chicks did I swipe? Top of my head, I think about fifty
And I don't really wanna hear nonsense
Man sent one text to your female, now the bad B come lookin' like custard
Slim ting with the back come DL
Give her back shot 2-2, now she loved it
And the ting come quick like an e-mail
make bell don, got brain and he cuffed it
JAY bun up the place like a mosh pit
Viral, now I got fans in Boston
2-step to the dance all saucy, one gun lean, man did it like Russ did
And everybody wanna link Keisha, Becky, ease up likkle man, stop it
Bad B from kway called Lisa, ship them wanna take wood cah I'm poppin'
Every day I give thanks for the blessings
But I repent for numerous cheffings
If you saw the way that I kweffed him, man I weren't shocked that his brethren left him
Bet they thought the last verse was a fluke ting for my broski inside for some bootins
Man I'm boasy, spent racks on a Cuban
All my light skins, brown skins, they all cute tings
Man, I love to go west, spend figures
Then I go home, eat bariis and hilib
African girl arch back, I wan' hit it
Pounded yam with okra or spinach
Snapchat Camden boy, your whole image
White girl, soul food
Gaucho, Nobu
Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm
Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off
Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off
Free up, free up that number
Oh my God, look at that bumper
Wha' de bomba?
Drip like my chain, shake that ass, it's insane
Very sexy, Keisha, Becky
JS, JS
They ain't made for this shit, they're soft
I don't feel your verse, put it last
All these man wanna talk about drill, they do drill rap, I ain't got no heart
All the things man's seen and done in the field
Nigga, you won't know the half
And bro told me he just done that bate so now he's in a petrol bath
Bro backed it, I told him dump off, dump off
Before I back it, they run off
Hit that once, she can't be my lover
HMP so free up my brother
Ambush, I got my block jumpy, jumpy
Gyal on me, man they love me
Two gyal, who's holdin' this brucky?
Oh my God, look at that bumsy
(Nine nine nine)
See my guy got bagged for the chingin'
The grind don't stop so we see this dough
I told bro just slap it in reverse with a petrol can and burn them clothes
(get back)
A9 got caught with a grub, oh my, so it's lookin' like 2, do 1
And I pray on my life that I ride in front of the jakes or the whole tings done
B-b-big up my chocolate darling
True say that she lost the plot
Doin' up, doin' up Gucci gang with her nails on fleek, yeah she whips that pot
My bro just rid in a 'am, take that to the OT spot
And I was 15
When we had the whole 9 block lookin' like Wizard of Oz
See, back the beef, you get got
G9 side, we're on top, B
Becky come and then slop
Me and Keisha mad 'cause she's on me
Back the beef, you get got
G9 side, we're on top
B-Becky come and then slop
Me and Keisha mad
Pull up, pull up and dump off, dump off
Twist up your waist and jump off, jump off
Free up, free up that number
Oh my God, look at that bumper
Wha' de bomba?
Drip like my chain, shake that ass, it's insane
Very sexy, Keisha, Becky