Young T & Bugsey – Don’t Rush remix ft Dababy [Daily JAM]

Lyrics:

[Chorus: Bugsey] Don’t rush, slow touch Brown and white, like I go cunch Grab and buy, make ’em go bust (Buss) Eye for eye, make ’em lose trust White rum, fizzy pop (Pop) Where you dey go? (go) We dey go up Catch my vibe (Vibe), let me go off (Off) Blammed her twice, man it’s so tough [Verse 1: DaBaby] Don’t rush, take your time with it I pull up Lamborghini with the dime in it She say I’m a super pretty, yeah, a chocolate fine nigga’ And I ain’t runnin’ from no niggas if it’s nine niggas You gotta show me somethin’ (Yeah) I made her bring that pussy back It’s like she owe me somethin’ (Bring it back) I met her, she was twenty-four I’m talkin’ Kobe number (Swish) I bought a rim, I’m in that pussy Tryna score me somethin’ (Rr) She put my dick all down her throat She tryna choke or somethin’ (Nasty) She pull her titties out and flash me They like the way I smell, these bitches sniff when I walk past Bling, bling, bling (Bling), you know my jewelry look like elastic Ring, ring, ring (Brrt, brrt), she keep on callin’ but I ain’t answer The red, I been declinin’ on ’em (Yeah) I took me down a tall bitch She had me climbin’ on her (I had to climb) I pull up, they like, “Aw, shit, we got a problem, don’t we?” (Pussy) I smile and show my dimples off Look like my momma, don’t I? (Cheese) [Chorus: Bugsey] Don’t rush, slow touch Brown and white, like I go cunch Grab and buy, make ’em go bust (Buss) Eye for eye, make ’em lose trust White rum, fizzy pop (Pop) Where you dey go? (go) We dey go up Catch my vibe (Vibe), let me go off (Off) Blammed her twice, man it’s so tough [Verse 2: Young T] Aight yo, put the Belaire on her batty, make it kotch Seen the watch, now she wanna give crotch Boy got ps, now she hopping in the pod Man in real life sugar, gyaldem haffi get wopped (Yeah) Know she want dark, told her “Meet me at the top” Switching lanes the other day, I seen her waiting for a bus Baby this a Moncler sweater, Diesel denim Buy another while 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 tonight with all my bling Big Benz, I drive, I brought that ting Any girl you want, they want my ting [Chorus: Bugsey] Don’t rush, slow touch Brown and white, like I go cunch Grab and buy, make ’em go bust (Buss) Eye for eye, make ’em lose trust White rum, fizzy pop (Pop) Where you dey go? (go) We dey go up Catch my vibe (Vibe), let me go off (Off) Blammed her twice, man it’s so tough [Verse 3: Bugsey] Flood my ice, make a ho blush Back at the tour bus, gettin’ caught up DSquared got ’em distressed, gotta hand wash New racks with the old Nikes in the shoe box Keep my stripes, 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 coupé, that’s her head lost Off my whites, right my wrongs Gucci my mum, while you diddle your thumbs Count my sums, this is gonna get long Love my green, I’m tryna get strong Tryna get bun, 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 [Chorus: Bugsey] Don’t rush, slow touch Brown and white, like I go cunch Grab and buy, make ’em go bust (Buss) Eye for eye, make ’em lose trust White rum, fizzy pop (Pop) Where you dey go? (go) We dey go up Catch my vibe (Vibe), let me go off (Off) Blammed her twice, man it’s so tough