Russ Millions x Buni x YV - Reggae & Calypso (Perfectly slowed at the perfect time + bass boosted)

Lyrics:
(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
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
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)
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
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)
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
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)
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
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"

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That was fire

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Ty man👍👍