Aitch - Keisha & Becky Lyrics (2024)

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Very sexy, Keisha, BeckyMhm-mhm, mhm-mhm, mhm-mhmPull up, pull up and dump off, dump offTwist up your waist and jump off, jump offFree up, free up that numberOh my God, look at that bumper, wha' the bomba? (Mhm-mhm)Drip like my chain, shake that ass, it's insaneVery sexy, Keisha, BeckyLike baby stop it, everything's mad if I slap this rocket (Bullet)Fit like ten bags in Amiri pockets (Racks)I love this sh*t, I can't stop itBaby, arch your back and slide on itTry hit chest, necks, belly or backManna big man, twenty racks on taxVery 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-donVery selective, select it corn, eject itThe 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 savageLemme show you a magic trick, you can have this dick after that man vanishTwo MILFs in a whip, bro-bro said he wanted a bit, told him he can manageThis baby face an advantage, man still show a big girl what a man isGive 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 caughtStepped in the place all shiny, I don't have a chain, man glow when I walkDon't phone if you're wasting my time, got me changing my number 'cause I don't wanna talkPull up, pull up and dump off, dump offTwist up your waist and jump off, jump offFree up, free up that numberOh my God, look at that bumper, wha' the bomba? (Mhm-mhm)Drip like my chain, shake that ass, it's insaneVery sexy, Keisha, BeckyHow 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 dickyAnd I didn't wanna holla at Becky, so I went Brighton and holla'd at BrittanyAnd how many chicks did I swipe? Top of my head, I think about fiftyAnd I don't really wanna hear nonsenseMan send one text to your female, now the bad B come looking like custardSlim t'ic with the back come detail, give her back shot, two-two, now she loved itAnd the ting come quick like a e-mail, make bell don got brain and he cuffed itJ bun up the place like a moshpit, viral, now I got fans in BostonTwo stepped to the dance all saucy, one gun lean, man did it like Russ didAnd everyone wanna link Keisha, Becky, ease up, likkle man stop itBad B from kway called Lisa, sh*t den, wanna take wood cah I'm poppin'Everyday I give thanks for the blessings but I repent for numerous cheffingsIf you saw the way that I kweffed him, man I weren't shocked that his bredrin left himBet they thought the last verse was a fluke ting, free my broski inside for some bootingsMan, I'm boasy, spend racks on a Cuban and my lightskin, brownskin or cute tingsMan I love to go west spend figures then I go home, eat bariis and hilibAfrican girl arch back, I wan' 'it-it, pounded yam with okra or spinachSnapchat, Camden boy, you're all imageWhite girl, Soul Food, Gaucho, NobuMhm-mhm, mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm, mhm-mhmPull up, pull up and dump off, dump offTwist up your waist and jump off, jump offFree up, free up that numberOh my God, look at that bumper, wha' the bomba? (Mhm-mhm)Drip like my chain, shake that ass, it's insaneVery sexy, Keisha, BeckyJay S, Jay SThey ain't made for the sh*t, they're softI don't fear drill first think lastOnly man wan' talk 'bout drill, they do drill rap but ain't got no heartAll the things man seen and done in the field, nigg* you won't know the halfAnd bro told me he just done that bait, so now he's in a petrol bathBro backed it, I told him dump off, dump off, before I back it, they run offHit the once, you can't be my lover, HMP, free up my brotherAmbush I got my block jumpy, jumpy, gyal on me, man they love meTwo 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 doughI told bro just slap it in reverse with a petrol can and burn them clothesA9 got caught with the grub, oh my, so he's looking like two do oneAnd I pray for my life that they ride in front the Jakes so the whole tings doneBig up my chocolate darling, true say, she lost the plotDoing up Gucci gang with her nails on fleek as she whips that potMy bro just re- on the amm, take that to the OT spotLike we was fifteen when we had the whole 9 block like Wizard of OzSee, back the beef, you get got gNine side, we're on top bBecky come and then slop meAnd Keisha mad cah she's on meBack the beef, you get got gNine side, we're on top bBecky come and then slop meAnd Keisha mad cah she's on mePull up, pull up and dump off, dump offTwist up your waist and jump off, jump offFree up, free up that numberOh my God, look at that bumper, wha' the bomba? (Mhm-mhm)Drip like my chain, shake that ass, it's insaneVery sexy, Keisha, Becky

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