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Done Talk - Russ Millions (Ft. CH (M20))
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Done Talk Russ Millions (Ft. CH (M20))

На этой странице вы найдете полный текст песни "Done Talk" от Russ Millions (Ft. CH (M20)). Lyrxo предлагает вам самый полный и точный текст этой композиции без лишних отвлекающих факторов. Узнайте все куплеты и припев, чтобы лучше понять любимую песню и насладиться ею в полной мере. Идеально для фанатов и всех, кто ценит качественную музыку.
Done Talk - Russ Millions (Ft. CH (M20))
[Intro: Ghostface600 & Russ]
Traphouse Mob
Dumpa
Big rasclart Dumpa, you get me?
Hold tight my nigga Russ, you get me?
Splash
It's nothing, you get me?
Fuck them fake Block 6 niggas you get me?
Ay
Bunch of snitches and bowcats, you know like that?
I love MR WOT entertainment

[Verse 1: Russ]
Too too chatty chatty love chat suh
I got a blade on my waist, just backup (Backup)
I get splashy splashy if they act up (Splash)
Flick that chest, yes he got splashed up (Dip that)
Outfit's red, looking like Santa
Cunch is great, ying yang gets wrapped up
Fly them birds, them man can't catch up
Free Nut, free my whole batch (Free 'em up, free 'em up)
And no hearts, tear your whole back out
Curl out boys, screaming out papa
Real bedroom bully like Shabba (Yes)
Russ with the Russ, ain't into no passa (Bow)
Big fuck off just like a Rasta
Fuck chasing man I got asthma (Got asthma)
Ten toes, peds or cabs, gang
Squeezed up bare and they ran (Splash up)
Switch up two tee like your nan (Splash)
Splash, get slapped and hope it don't jam
Dash and panic, screaming out "Nan"
Oi, get him, sweep the young man
Fly them birds like Peter not Pan
Racks, bands from ying and that yang (Splash)
Splash Gang, you heard about man (Splash)
Wait, let me just switch up the flow (Mad)
Weight got bait 24 let's go
Fuck off metal from my waist to my toe
Dip more that several, ching, splash then I go (Mad)
Man fly O, cah I do them tings
Tay with Katy, Sophie and Jim (Mad)
Drizzy Drake, Hotline just blings (Bling)
Adding that K, get splashed, get chinged (Splash)
Every ting madzo 'cause I can't think
Ammy, Jet Li, make my eyes go chink
Drown him, drown him
Make the perp sink (Coold own)
Ain't on piss I can't war with him
Man still gunned down the ride, fucked him (Gun him up)
Perp boy run off and hide, they're wimp
That girl dead up, she look like sim (Dead)
Them boy run off with their bredrins (Pussies)
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