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Dadju, Young T, Bugsey - Don't Rush - CHORDS - Partition (Accords et Paroles Lyrics) Dadju, Young T, Bugsey - Don't Rush




♫ Dadju, Young T, Bugsey - Don't Rush ♫











Français: DO RE MI FA SOL LA SI English: C D E F G A B


Simplified chords - Accords simplifiés The chords used are:
Les accords utilisés sont: A, F#m, G#, C#m, D [Intro] Remix, oh-oh [Chorus: Bugsey] Don't rush, slow touch Brown and white, like I go cunch Grab and buy, make 'em go bust (Buss) Eye for an 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 (Oh-oh-ah) [Verse 1: Dadju] Elle a tapé sur mon torse comme si j'étais King Kong (King Kong) Elle sait quand faire du sale, elle sait quand dire «Non» (Dire «Non») Un caractère à la Kim Jong (Ouh) Elle crie comme un bébé qui veut son biberon Wesh, quel bail ? (Quel bail ?) J'vais vous épargner tous les détails Yeah, j'ai failli Lui dire «Je t'aime» pour pas qu'elle s'en aille Don't rush, tu m'as pas dit ton nom (Ton nom) Éteins la lumière une seconde (Une seconde) J'aime quand la pièce est sombre (Est sombre) Comme si on avait changé d'monde Irrésistible dans la, dans la sexy robe (Nah-eh) Pas besoin d'se débarrasser d'ta robe (Nah-eh) Laisse-moi deviner c'qu'il y a sous ta robe Le miel intense se consomme doucement [Chorus: Bugsey] Don't rush, slow touch Brown and white, like I go cunch Grab and buy, make 'em go bust (Buss) Eye for an eye, make 'em lose trust (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 P's, 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 is 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 an eye, make 'em lose trust (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 an eye, make 'em lose trust (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