Young T & Bugsey – Don’t Rush (Lyrics) ft. Headie One



Young T & Bugsey – Don’t Rush (Lyrics) ft. Headie One
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Lyrics of the song :

[Hook]Don’t rushSlow touch, playin’ all white like I got cluntchGyal run by, like I’m gone bussEye for eye, like I lose trustWhite rum, eazy bop, where you do go goWhen they go up, catch my vibe, let me go offClammed her twice, man it’s so tough[Verse 1]Aight yo, put the beller on the bite and make it clutchSeen the worst, now she wanna give clutchBoy got PS, now she hopping in the potMan in real life, cheat a girl in a mafia, get woppedLinked her the other day, I seen her waiting for a bussBaby this a montclair sweater, jeans all denimBuy another when my pockets fight like heatherNeck froze like I don’t know no betterBenzo truck, white seats and leatherGo broke never, on my grindShe make it clap like I’m busta rhymesI got the juice, the sauce and all them thingsI blammed her twice and neither wore my blingBig benz, I drive, I bought that tingAnd any girl you want, they want my ting

[Hook]Don’t rushSlow touch, playin’ all white like I got cluntchGyal run by, like I’m gone bussEye for eye, like I lose trustWhite rum, eazy bop, where you do go goWhen they go up, catch my vibe, let me go offClammed her twice, man it’s so tough[Verse 2]Flood my ice, make a hoe blushBack at the tall buss, gettin’ caught upEast square, got ’em distressed, got a hand washNew racks with the old nights and the shoe boxKeep man’s straps, no cuffsPull up in a new plate and she might justShe ain’t tryna move babe when their eyes lockedNew tints on the coupée, that’s a head lossOff my rights, right my wrongsYou see my mom when you fiddle your thumbsCount my songs, this is gonna get longLove my green, I’m tryna get strongTryna get on, where I’m from, it’s onYes, man don’t take no dumb friendsThey see funds, they hop fenceWe been up, not up next
[Hook]Don’t rushSlow touch, playin’ all white like I got cluntchGyal run by, like I’m gone bussEye for eye, like I lose trustWhite rum, eazy bop, where you do go goWhen they go up, catch my vibe, let me go offClammed her twice, man it’s so tough[Bridge]And introducingThe one and only[Verse 3]Big shart, no clutchWrist rose, don’t touchFrendserie, I’m so drunkCuz I can’t drink and drive, where’s my chauffeurMan don’t want part, with the cocaI really hold this record, I don’t flossSee, I was in a walk and my penthouse at the topThey said they best friends, I bet they both fuckCuz they won’t cuss, cuz they said I sold drugsAnd when you down there, nobody aroundWhere’s the comeback, when you blow upI forgot my jacket, but my heated TS help me warm upFirst train to (?), I used to go upIt’s a run up cuz they sold out my show in ScotlandUsed to say I wanna put Tottenham on the mapBut one day imma change the map in tottenham
[Hook]Don’t rushSlow touch, playin’ all white like I got cluntchGyal run by, like I’m gone bussEye for eye, like I lose trustWhite rum, eazy bop, where you do go goWhen they go up, catch my vibe, let me go offClammed her twice, man it’s so tough

Young T & Bugsey – Don’t Rush (Lyrics) ft. Headie One
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