Keisha and Becky

Album: Single release only (2019)
Charted: 7
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  • 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

    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 looking Hong Kong (Loud)
    I don't pipe babe, 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
    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 number '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 ass, 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 Brittany
    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, make bell don got brain and he cuffed it
    J 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 everyone 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, Camden boy, you're all image
    White girl, Soul Food, Gaucho, Nobu
    Mhm-mhm, 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

    Jay S, Jay S
    They ain't made for the shit, they're soft
    I don't fear drill first think last
    Only 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 the 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

    (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 for my life that they ride in front the Jakes so the whole tings done
    Big up my chocolate darling, true say, she lost the plot
    Doing up Gucci gang with her nails on fleek as she whips that pot
    My bro just re- on 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 mad cah she's on me

    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 Writer/s: Dennis Junior Odunwo, Karom Lloyd Chevannes, Shylo Millwood
    Publisher: BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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