Body Lyrics – Russ Millions x Tion Wayne

Body Lyrics

Bah (Mm-mm), yo
Gotcha
E-E-English girl named Fiona,
Big batty girl named Abiola (Mm-mm)
Body-ody shaped like Cola (Bah)
Back 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, come closer

Vida loca (Bullet), high as a kite, never sober
Python, hit him with a Cobra
Free up my bro, Casanova (Free him up)
Badman persona, badman alone can control her (‘Trol her)
Sorry, sorry, your sis got bent over
Push in my hood, take anaconda
Throwback like Ed Hardy
Stay fly, I’m high like Jeff Hardy
Wet, wet like the tsunami (Wet, wеt, wet)
Big Russ fuck up the punani
Pum, pum, turn up, I hit that raw
Felt this tip and shе ball out “Lord”
Buss my ting in your gyal like crud
Pum, pum, wet up, everything mad

Yo, mm-mm yo, yo, I got more than a mill’ in savings (Mm-mm)
But you can still get shaven (Bow)
If I ever get caught by the paigons (Woo, woo)
Badman, I ain’t just wavin’ (Boom)
Live my best life like I’m One Acen (Acen)
In my face, love the altercation (Ayy)
But with my shank (Ayy), that’s a combination (Ayy)
Gyal with a big back’s my weakness (Weakness)
But when I punch man, it’s grievous (Boom)
They’ll play back the CCTV
When I banged him, man, the feds said “Jesus”
All my brothers gotta ball like Lakers (Ayy)
Every time I see her arse “What the fuck?” (What the fuck?)
Every time I see that arch, it’s amazing (Mm-mm)
Me and Russ like Freddy and Jason (Bap, bap, bap)

Man, I’m still up on the roads, could’ve left (Mm-mm)
Still chattin’ to my bros on the tech’ (Bap, bap)
Fuck that, man, I don’t give a F (Grrr)
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

My man, he’s too innocent
Free Big A, he’s too militant
They mention us just to get relevant
Russ, T Wayne, come by millions
Wizzy-Wizzy, Wizzy get a drilly ‘pon any (Ayy)
She knows us already from “Keisha and Becky” (Mm-mm)
Head, chest, neck, back, I don’t mind belly (Yo)
Armed and ready (Yo), green light, get shelly
Littiest citizen, hittin’ them, diligent, vigilant
Stickin’ ’em, none of my niggas are innocent
On sight man are just chinging him
Come far, but I still finish ’em
Body-ody like Megan Thee Stallion
Rush and Wizzy, that’s another platinum
Copy, copy, opps copy the mandem (Yo)
Pull up on who man? Buss off my hand ting

Man, I’m still up on the roads, could’ve left (Boom)
Still chattin’ to my bros on the tech’ (Bah, bah)
Fuck that, man, I don’t give a F (Grrr)
What, you wanna get smoked? Cigarette (Ayy, ayy)
English, English girl named Fiona, African girl, Adeola
Body-ody shaped like Cola, back up, back up, ayy, come closer

English girl named Fiona
Big batty girl named Abiola
Body-ody shaped like Cola
Back up back up, bring it to the owner
English girl named Fiona
Big batty girl named Abiola
Body-ody shaped like Cola
Back up back up, bring it to the owner

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 (Grrr)
What, you wanna get smoked? Cigarette
English, English girl named Fiona
African girl, Adeola (Hey, hey)
Body-ody shaped like Cola (Oh-oh)
Back up, back up, ayy, come closer