Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Burberry Party , by - Buddy. Release date: 16.04.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Burberry Party |
| 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 |