paroles de chanson School Trip - Young T & Bugsey

Young T & Bugsey]
Yeah
Night peice bussin' like a school trip (Ice)
Make her lose it, she be actin' foolish
Watch ya bestie he might be a judas (Ehh)
In my new whip, dancing to the music... uh
Stripper boots and they knee high
Smoke a 35, just to rewind, yeah
Celly' buzzing like a beehive
Never on the decline, I'm just trynna feed mine
Put the diesel in the Chevy while I count my blessings (ooh)
Blowing money, think I need a intervention
Yeah the other side is green, put my mummy in Celine
Pool by the beach, nigga understand your reach
I just pulled up in the 5 with a Rollie, buss down
All this was a dream, now we fuckin' touch down
5 tatted on my body, this is fuckin' us now
Shorty dumped me for that nigga, now she wanna cuff now
Yeah, yeah
Told her hurry up, I'm in a rush like nicotine (Hurry up)
Bro might make a ruckus, have a strop an cause a scene