Letra de 6:30 (Remix) - Russ Millions

(Feat. Loski, DoRoad, Nito NB)

6:30, make her touch the floor

He ain't really with the guys, he ain't really with the shit

6:30, make her touch the floor

I'm with my killy, and I'm tryna make a milly with him

6:30, make her touch the floor

How you hit six gyal in a month?

6:30, make her touch the floor

Ay, Bun', who's that? Pree that

That's Shak, bro, pass me the wap (Woi-woi-woi)

Fuck that, I might blow out your girlfriend's back

Only got one eye, you don't wanna lose that (Lose that)

Keep-keep running your mouth, you're borin'

Rose might run in your house, keep talkin'

Slap one out the zig, no warnin' (Ooh)

Spaceship, hear my engine roarin' (Shatta)

Fuck six gyal in a month, I'm whorin' (Saint)

6:30, make her touch the floor (Woo)

Play dirty, 'course I hit that raw (Woo)

I fucked her good, now, she want some more (Woo)

Platinum plaques, but I still want more

Three top tens, but I soon have four (Soon four)

Don't care what you done before

Chat, them man chat "I don't want war" (Saint)

We ain't gonna lie about the drills, get done (Don't do it)

Put a thingy in the whip, and we in and out quick

We ain't really with the games, hold two

R2, or I'm pressing R3 up on the analogue stick

He ain't really with the guys, he ain't really with the shit

Never bring him on a ride 'cah the donny be a bitch

Could've did it in the ride, could have had it on my hip

Could have had it in the 5, could have had it in the 6

We can do this bait in the night or day

Better leave no trace 'cah I'm seeing man stretched it

Part of the fit is the PPE, but it's nothing to wait

We ain't playin' no fencin'

Many act up, say they came up rough

How they had life hard? How they came from the trenches?

Still I'm about, and I'm dissin' your boss

Like something get rich

50 Cent and Majestic

I got it live in the booth right now

Just in case I see an opp, and I might have to slap him (Boy)

Niggas know how we feel 'bout taping strips

So the SA's taped up Clapham

We taped up Wano, we taped up Uptop

We taped up Rosendale on a mad ting

Me and Fizz went 'round there late night

We was vampin', licked corn, everyone plankin'

I'm with my killy, and I'm tryna make a milly with him

Give my young boy the thing and move silly with it

Calm, composure, I'm not didgy with it

Bicarb soda, I make lizzy with it

Heard that he talk wass, and he ain't really with it

I'm known for seeing the target and hittin' it

Firearm specialist, your mash broken

Add six in the— (Ah, ah, shh)

Ay, Bun', who's that? Pree that

That's Shak, bro, pass me the wap (Woi-woi-woi)

Fuck that, I might blow out your girlfriend's back

Only got one eye, you don't wanna lose that (Lose that)

Keep-keep running your mouth, you're borin'

Rose might run in your house, keep talkin'

Slap one out the zig, no warnin' (Ooh)

Spaceship, hear my engine roarin' (Shatta)

Fuck six gyal in a month, I'm whorin' (Saint)

6:30, make her touch the floor (Woo)

Play dirty, 'course I hit that raw (Woo)

I fucked her good, now, she want some more (Woo)

Platinum plaques, but I still want more

Three top tens, but I soon have four (Soon four)

Don't care what you done before

Chat, them man chat "I don't want war" (Saint)

If I lie, tek my eye (Tek one)

Let me just eat my burger (Mm-mm)

Head to sky (Ha), I'm a bad man with loads of bine (Glee)

Ask the other side how I swing my knife (Glee)

Dot-dot long, trim to size (Muh)

Bend it up, lift it up (Bend it)

Grip her throat, hit behind (Mm-mm)

Ay, Russ, how you hit six gyal in a month? Borin' (Borin')

I done Tate, Savannah, Keeley, Amina, all in a week, tourin' (Ha)

Love lightskin and the brownin' skin (Leng-leng)

Cut my hair, got the fuckboy trim (Leng-leng)

Told Mya Mills that I ain't trollin' (Mm-mm)

When we see them, gotta make that swim (Bullet, shatai)

We see them, gotta let that ping (Ping)

Throwback Thursday, give Olympic Ching

Throw it back, baby, grab her hair, slide in

(6:30, make her touch the floor)

6:30, make her touch her toes

Play dirty then I wipe my nose

Big business, 80 racks for shows

Big Russ can't take no bad up (Woo)

I'm a bad boy, but your girlfriend's badder (Woo, woo)

I fuck 'nuff gyal, got gyal like Shabba (Shabba)

She knows my songs, I been makin' bangers (Bangers)

She gets gassed when my neck's on froze (Froze)

Killy with a milly, pull up with Buni and Rose (Woo)

Take a break, start again (Woo)

Tryna light man's head like I sparked a blem (Ski, ski)

Yo, Ski, who's that? Pree that (Ski-ski, pree that)

(Pree that, woi-woi-woi)

I think it's Stompz, swear, pass me the wap (Bullet)

Fuck that, I might blow out your girlfriend's back

Only got one eye, you don't wanna lose that (Lose that)

Keep-keep running your mouth, you're borin'

Rose might run in your house, keep talkin'

Slap one out the zig, no warnin' (Ooh)

Spaceship, hear my engine roarin' (Shatta)

Fuck six gyal in a month, I'm whorin' (Saint)

6:30, make her touch the floor (Woo)

Play dirty, 'course I hit that raw (Woo)

I fucked her good, now, she want some more (Woo)

Platinum plaques, but I still want more

Three top tens, but I soon have four (Soon four)

Don't care what you done before

Chat, them man chat "I don't want war" (Saint)

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