Russ Millions - Splash Out IV lyrics

You know, yeah man
No more of that Keisha & Becky
An' Left, Right shit,  you know what I mean
Sounds like old school Russ, you know
Splash Out IV, Mmm-hhh
Splash Out IV, Splash Out IV
Ahh shit, listen

Oi, get him, Olympic ching
Attack man rapid, tear up skin
Ain't on chattings, I'll burst that kid
All the opp girls can't stop flirtin'
But it weren't workin'
Come get your yat off my lap, twerkin'
Rubbing up her back on my long offspring
I'm an old man, don't care 'bout him
From a young boy, Mum said I'm a king
Buying more skengs fuck hittin' up gym
Bare gunshots, mans lettin' it ring
Fling it an' rev, bedroom bully
Rock that bed gyal get woody, hold third leg
An' you ain't a boss if you still move pebs
Back out my ting like, hello
They dunno what to, to do
How come your girls wants Willy Wonka
Give her my snake, take anaconda
Ten Top 10's, what's next, whos vexed
Proved them wrong
Fuck fighting through 'net
Doing 'nuff shows, where we gonna go next
Need a sweet one like Keisha or Becks
Ever fresh, ever clean live on the beat
Whats your girl tellin' me
Vitamin S, I'm her remedy
She's losing her breath, tek' bad boy D
Man fucked like a hundred gyal
More time one tune for 100 bags
Old school used to jump out cabs
Nowadays, jump out the dinga an' bang
No ones safe, my right hand
Old school Russ this one for my fans
Your broski got bored, your daddy got blammed
Left him on the floor, bare ambulance vans
Skrrt, Skrrt, that bitch shes to inner
She can't chef up one dinner
Ching, ching man up with my chinger
All my killers are winners
We slide in Mercs or a bimmer
Belly, belly shots they can't live us
Shag your bird in my bimmer
Thriller, Billie Jean is a killer
They do camp when they saw this handle
Man try run, got his legs in a tangle
Accuracy just hit him from an angle
Can't hack the beef so
They snitch like Randle
Stick it in sixth gear, do it in manual
If we get stopped in the whip
It's a shambles
Don't play with your life, don't gamble
Fuck my fake friends, can't stand you
Slow down you just met me
Tryna' give headie that won't impress me
She's comin' to get me, calling me sexy
Your girl's a jezzy