We Won Russ Millions & Tion Wayne
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[Intro: Russ Millions]
Whine like a genie, go Tanisha
Sexy, sexy, señorita
[Chorus: Tion Wayne & Russ Millions]
We won, we went one, one, now our paper's long
It ain’t shit for us to cop hammers
We don't wanna have to get the yute bun
Whine like a genie, go Tanisha
I think I smoke more than Wiz Khalifa
She wants to get wild, she wants tequila
Sexy, sexy, señorita (Shattai)
[Verse 1: Russ Millions]
We made history, we're not done (We’re not done)
I gun lean and it turns her on (Feet)
Shе love Russ and she love Tion
Comе like an earthquake when she jiggle her bum
Born as a leader, I'm the chosen one
I don't play FIFA, I like shootin' guns (Bullet)
Bring her to the owner, make her back fold up, sick like Corona, hit 'em up closer (Bap, bap, bap)
The arse is fat, she's reversin' back, I make her re-e-wind (Feet)
I flag green, so she knows I'm slime
Me and Wayne, that’s double platinum combined (Yeah)
Got a brand new mash, but I need more bine (Bullet)
Baby, I don’t trap, I get paid off rhyme
Bang, bang for bro, that's family ties
When I wrote this verse, never told one lie
Whine like a genie, go Tanisha
Sexy, sexy, señorita
[Chorus: Tion Wayne & Russ Millions]
We won, we went one, one, now our paper's long
It ain’t shit for us to cop hammers
We don't wanna have to get the yute bun
Whine like a genie, go Tanisha
I think I smoke more than Wiz Khalifa
She wants to get wild, she wants tequila
Sexy, sexy, señorita (Shattai)
[Verse 1: Russ Millions]
We made history, we're not done (We’re not done)
I gun lean and it turns her on (Feet)
Shе love Russ and she love Tion
Comе like an earthquake when she jiggle her bum
Born as a leader, I'm the chosen one
I don't play FIFA, I like shootin' guns (Bullet)
Bring her to the owner, make her back fold up, sick like Corona, hit 'em up closer (Bap, bap, bap)
The arse is fat, she's reversin' back, I make her re-e-wind (Feet)
I flag green, so she knows I'm slime
Me and Wayne, that’s double platinum combined (Yeah)
Got a brand new mash, but I need more bine (Bullet)
Baby, I don’t trap, I get paid off rhyme
Bang, bang for bro, that's family ties
When I wrote this verse, never told one lie
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