Young T & Bugsey - Don't Rush Música y Letra

Don't rush, slow touch
Brown on white, like I go cunch
Gyal run by, like I'm gone buss (buss)
Eye for eye, like I lose trust
White rum, fizzy pop (pop)
Where you dey go go? When dey go up
Catch my vibe (vibe), let me go off (off)
Clammed her twice, man it's so tough
Aight yo, put the Beller on the bite and make it clutch
Seen the worst, now she wanna give clutch
Boy got Ps, now she hopping in the pod
Man in real life, sugar gyal them haffi get wopped (yeah)
Know she want Doc, told her, "Meet me at the top"
Switching lanes the other day, I seen her waiting for a bus
Baby this a Montclair sweater, Diesel denim
Buy another when my pockets fat like Heather
Neck froze like I don't know no better
Benzo truck, white seats and they leather
Go broke never, on my grind
She make it clap like I'm Busta Rhymes
I got the juice, the sauce and all them things
I blammed her twice and neither wore my bling
Big Benz, I drive, I brought that ting
And any girl you want, they want my ting
Don't rush, slow touch (whoa)
Brown on white, like I go cunch (hey)
Gyal run by, like I'm gone buss (buss)
Eye for eye, like I lose trust (lose trust)
White rum, fizzy pop (pop)
Where you dey go go? When dey go up
Catch my vibe (vibe), let me go off (off)
Clammed her twice, man it's so tough
Flood my ice, make a hoe blush
Back at the tall bus, gettin' caught up
D squared, got 'em distressed, got a hand wash
New racks with the old Nikes in the shoe box
Keep my straps, no cuffs
Pull up in a new plate and she might just
She weren't tryna move bait when our eyes locked
New tints on the coupe, that's a head loss
Off my whites, right my wrongs
Gucci my mom when you twiddle your thumbs
Count my songs, this is gonna get long
Love my green, I'm tryna get strong
Tryna get on, where I'm from, it's on
Yes, man don't take no dumb threats
They see funds, they hop fence
We been up, not up next
Don't rush, slow touch (whoa)
Brown on white, like I go cunch (hey)
Gyal run by, like I'm gone buss (buss)
Eye for eye, like I lose trust (lose trust)
White rum, fizzy pop (pop)
Where you dey go go? When dey go up (up)
Catch my vibe (vibe), let me go off (off)
Clammed her twice, man it's so tough
And introducing
The one and only
Big truck, no clutch (clutch)
Wrist rose, don't touch
French Ciri, I'm so drunk (turnt)
'Cause I can't drink and drive, where's my chauffeur?
Man the wraps on, with that coca
I really hope this time record don't floss
See, I was in a walk now my penthouse at the top
They said they best friends, I bet they both fuck
'Cause they won't cuss, 'cause they said I sold drugs
And when you down there, nobody around
Where's the comeback, when you blow up?
I forgot my jacket, but my heated seats help me warm up
Fast train to Inverurie, I used to go up
It's a run up 'cause they sold out my show in Scotland
Used to say I wanna put Tottenham on the map
But one day I'ma change the map in Tottenham
Don't rush, slow touch (whoa)
Brown on white, like I go cunch (hey)
Gyal run by, like I'm gone buss (buss)
Eye for eye, like I lose trust (lose trust)
White rum, fizzy pop (pop)
Where you dey go go? When dey go up
Catch my vibe (vibe), let me go off (off)
Clammed her twice, man it's so tough

Young T & Bugsey - Don't Rush Música y Letra