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Bài hát don't rush do ca sĩ Young T & Bugsey, Dababy thuộc thể loại R&b/hip Hop/rap. Tìm loi bai hat don't rush - Young T & Bugsey, Dababy ngay trên Nhaccuatui. Nghe bài hát Don'T Rush chất lượng cao 320 kbps lossless miễn phí.
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Lời bài hát: Don'T Rush

Nhạc sĩ: Dadju

Lời đăng bởi: fenghui.liu

Don't rush, slow touch, brown on white Like I go country, *** and bite We can go bust, eye for eye We can lose trust, white rum, fizzy pop Where you dey go, go, we dey go up Catch my vibe, let me go off Plumb the cash, money so tough Don't rush, take your time with it I pull up Lamborghini with a dime in it She say I'm a super pretty extra chocolate fine nigga And I ain't runnin' from them niggas if it's nine niggas You gotta show me somethin' I made her bring that pussy back, it's like she owe me somethin' I met her, she was 24, I'm talkin' Kobe numbers I bought a rim, I'm in that pussy, tryna score me somethin' She put my dick up down her throat, she tryna choke or somethin' She full of titties, I don't flash me They like the way I smell, these bitches sniff when they walk past me Bling, bling, bling, all my jewelry like Alaska Ring, ring, ring, she keep on callin' but I ain't askin' Hit the red, I been declinin' on her Took me down a tall bitch, she had me climbin' on her I pull up, they like, aw ***, we got a problem, don't it? I smile and show my dimples off, look like my mama don't it Don't rush, slow touch, brown on white Like a good country, *** and bite We can go bust, eye for eye We can lose trust, quite wrong, fizzy pop Where you dey go, go, we dey go up Catch my vibe, let me go off, plumb the track Man, it's so tough Aye, yo, put the belly around her body, make her clutch See no watch, now she wanna give crutch Boy got bees, now she hoppin' in the pod Man, in real life, sugar gallium, I forget what When she want duck, tell them meet me at the top Switchin' limbs, the other day I seen her waitin' for a bus Maybe this a Moncler sweater, diesel denim Buy another one, my pocket's 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 a night with all my bling Big Benz, I drive, I brought that ting Any girl you want, they want my ting Don't rush, slow touch, brown on white Like I go country, drive on by We can go bust, eye for eye, we can lose trust White rum, fizzy pop Where you dey go, go, we dey go up Catch my vibe, let me go off, plumb the track Man, it's so tough Flood my ice, make her whole blush Back of the tall bus, gettin' cool up G-square, got on G-stress Got a hand wash, new racks with the old nikes In the shoe box, keep my stripes No cuss, pull up in a new plate Then she might just, she went tryna move bait When her eyes lock, new tints on her coupe That's a head loss Off my whites, right my rungs Gucci my mum, want you to do your thumbs Count my sums, this is gonna get long Love my green, I'm tryna get strong Gonna get bond, where I'm from, it's on Yes, man don't take no dumb Threads, they see funds, they hop Fence, we been up, not up Next Don't rush, slow touch Brown on white, like I go country *** and bite, we can go bust Eye for eye, we can lose trust Quiet rum, fizzy pop Where you dey go, go, we dey go up Catch my vibe, let me go off, plumb the track Man, it's so tough Subs by www.zeoranger.co.uk

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