Lyrics Burberry Party - Buddy

Yeah
At the Burberry party (Burberr′)
At the Burberry party (Burberry)
Chillin' with your shawty (Yeah)
Got my Celines on (Celine)
At the Burberry party (Burberr′)
Chillin' with your shawty
Chillin' with, uh
At the Burberry party, uh
Chillin′ with your shawty, uh (Your bih′)
Got my Celines on
You shoulda seen it, uh, uh
You shoulda seen it, mmm, ayy
Nigga, I mean it, ayy, ayy
At the Burberry party (Burberr')
You shoulda seen it (Burberry)
When this song over, you gotta repeat it
You know my name, I ain′t gotta repeat it
Your bitch keep hittin' me up, I don′t need it
Feel like Mike Jackson, I tell her to beat it
Ain't got no money, them niggas deceivin′
Rollin' up, rollin' up, some of that, mmm, yeah, ayy
Been gettin′ money since sippin′ on Similac
Hop in that Benz and I'm takin′ the scenic
She gettin' mad at me ′cause I been cheatin'
Packin′ my shit up and, baby, I'm leavin'
Get out your feelings, it ain′t cuffin′ season, ooh, ayy
Suckin' on titties like I been teethin′
Drinkin' on Henny like I been grievin′
Runnin' that check up for no reason, ooh, ayy
At the Burberry party, uh
Chillin′ with your shawty, uh (Your bih')
Got my Celines on
You shoulda seen it, uh, uh
You shoulda seen it, mmm, ayy
Nigga, I mean it, ayy, ayy
At the Burberry party, uh (Burberr')
You shoulda seen it, uh, uh (Burberry)
Thank you, Jesus, all of these bitches straight out Wilhelmina
I′m in the field, I feel like Willy Beamon
Drinkin′ on soda just like Kel and Kenan
Hatin' ass niggas be plottin′ and schemin'
They playin′ offense and I'm playin′ defense
Hit up their bitch when I scroll through my recents
Foot on they neck 'til my Forces start creasing
Pulled up with Ricky, we on THC
And every diamonds, they lookin' like Lisa
Brand new Nikes, they ain′t even released ′em
I'm ′bout to bounce with a lil' fashionista
She gave me ecstasy, it got me geekin′
I hit from the back and now I got her queefin'
I took your baby mama and I freaked it
Rockin′ Garçons, so she ask, "Como dice?"
Burberry bucket I bought in Paris
Don't you be hittin' my phone on no cheap shit
When I go shoppin′, I feel like a genius
I had a dream I sold out an arena, you shoulda seen it
At the Burberry party, uh
Chillin′ with your shawty, uh
Got my Celines on
You shoulda seen it, uh, uh
You shoulda seen it, mmm, ayy
Nigga, I mean it, uh, uh
At the Burberry party, uh
Got my Celines on
You shoulda seen it, uh
You shoulda seen it, uh, uh
Nigga, I mean it, uh, uh
You shoulda seen it, uh, uh
At the Burberry party
Chillin' with your shawty
Got my Celines on
You shoulda seen it
When this song over, you gotta repeat it