Don't Rush
Young T & Bugsey"Don't Rush" is a song by Young T & Bugsey, released in 2019 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:15 long and contains 77 lines and 603 words.
Lyrics
0:08Don't rush
0:09Slow touch, playin' all white like I got cluntch
0:12Gyal run by, like I'm gone buss
0:14Eye for eye, like I lose trust
0:17White rum, eazy bop, where you do go go
0:20When they go up, catch my vibe, let me go off
0:23Clammed her twice, man it's so tough
0:26Aight yo, put the beller on the bite and make it clutch
0:28Seen the worst, now she wanna give clutch
0:30Boy got PS, now she hopping in the pot
0:32Man in real life, cheat a girl in a mafia, get wopped
0:34Linked her the other day, I seen her waiting for a buss
0:39Baby this a montclair sweater, jeans all denim
0:42Buy another when my pockets fight like heather
0:44Neck froze like I don't know no better
0:46Benzo truck, white seats and leather
0:48Go broke never, on my grind
0:50She make it clap like I'm busta rhymes
0:53I got the juice, the sauce and all them things
0:55I blammed her twice and neither wore my bling
0:57Big benz, I drive, I bought that ting
0:59And any girl you want, they want my ting
1:02Don't rush
1:03Slow touch, playin' all white like I got cluntch
1:06Gyal run by, like I'm gone buss
1:08Eye for eye, like I lose trust
1:10White rum, eazy bop, where you do go go
1:14When they go up, catch my vibe, let me go off
1:17Clammed her twice, man it's so tough
1:19Flood my ice, make a hoe blush
1:21Back at the tall buss, gettin' caught up
1:23East square, got 'em distressed, got a hand wash
1:26New racks with the old nights and the shoe box
1:28Keep man's straps, no cuffs
1:30Pull up in a new plate and she might just
1:32She ain't tryna move babe when their eyes locked
1:35New tints on the coupée, that's a head loss
1:37Off my rights, right my wrongs
1:39You see my mom when you fiddle your thumbs
1:41Count my songs, this is gonna get long
1:43Love my green, I'm tryna get strong
1:45Tryna get on, where I'm from, it's on
1:48Yes, man don't take no dumb friends
1:51They see funds, they hop fence
1:54We been up, not up next
1:57Don't rush
1:58Slow touch, playin' all white like I got cluntch
2:01Gyal run by, like I'm gone buss
2:03Eye for eye, like I lose trust
2:06White rum, eazy bop, where you do go go
2:08When they go up, catch my vibe, let me go off
2:13Clammed her twice, man it's so tough
2:18And introducing
2:20The one and only
2:24Big shart, no clutch
2:26Wrist rose, don't touch
2:28Frendserie, I'm so drunk
2:30Cuz I can't drink and drive, where's my chauffeur
2:32Man don't want part, with the coca
2:34I really hold this record, I don't floss
2:37See, I was in a walk and my penthouse at the top
2:39They said they best friends, I bet they both ***
2:41Cuz they won't cuss, cuz they said I sold drugs
2:43And when you down there, nobody around
2:46Where's the comeback, when you blow up
2:48I forgot my jacket, but my heated TS help me warm up
2:50First train I used to go up
2:53It's a run up cuz they sold out my show in Scotland
2:55Used to say I wanna put Tottenham on the map
2:57But one day imma change the map in Tottenham
2:59Don't rush
3:01Slow touch, playin' all white like I got cluntch
3:03Gyal run by, like I'm gone buss
3:06Eye for eye, like I lose trust
3:08White rum, eazy bop, where you do go go
3:14When they go up, catch my vibe, let me go off
3:15Clammed her twice, man it's so tough
Don't rush Slow touch, playin' all white like I got cluntch Gyal run by, like I'm gone buss Eye for eye, like I lose trust White rum, eazy bop, where you do go go When they go up, catch my vibe, let me go 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 pot Man in real life, cheat a girl in a mafia, get wopped Linked her the other day, I seen her waiting for a buss Baby this a montclair sweater, jeans all denim Buy another when my pockets fight like heather Neck froze like I don't know no better Benzo truck, white seats and 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 bought that ting And any girl you want, they want my ting Don't rush Slow touch, playin' all white like I got cluntch Gyal run by, like I'm gone buss Eye for eye, like I lose trust White rum, eazy bop, where you do go go When they go up, catch my vibe, let me go off Clammed her twice, man it's so tough Flood my ice, make a hoe blush Back at the tall buss, gettin' caught up East square, got 'em distressed, got a hand wash New racks with the old nights and the shoe box Keep man's straps, no cuffs Pull up in a new plate and she might just She ain't tryna move babe when their eyes locked New tints on the coupée, that's a head loss Off my rights, right my wrongs You see my mom when you fiddle 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 friends They see funds, they hop fence We been up, not up next Don't rush Slow touch, playin' all white like I got cluntch Gyal run by, like I'm gone buss Eye for eye, like I lose trust White rum, eazy bop, where you do go go When they go up, catch my vibe, let me go off Clammed her twice, man it's so tough And introducing The one and only Big shart, no clutch Wrist rose, don't touch Frendserie, I'm so drunk Cuz I can't drink and drive, where's my chauffeur Man don't want part, with the coca I really hold this record, I don't floss See, I was in a walk and my penthouse at the top They said they best friends, I bet they both *** Cuz they won't cuss, cuz 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 TS help me warm up First train I used to go up It's a run up cuz they sold out my show in Scotland Used to say I wanna put Tottenham on the map But one day imma change the map in Tottenham Don't rush Slow touch, playin' all white like I got cluntch Gyal run by, like I'm gone buss Eye for eye, like I lose trust White rum, eazy bop, where you do go go When they go up, catch my vibe, let me go off Clammed her twice, man it's so tough
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