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Excuse Me (feat. Yo Gotti) Lyrics


Blocboy Jb Excuse Me (feat. Yo Gotti)

[Chorus: BlocBoy JB]
Excuse me, excuse me (Uh)
How you doin'? (Mmm, mmm)
My name JB and I'm lookin' for the chewin' (Mmm, mmm)
AMG Mercedes, hop out ballin' like I'm Ewing (Swish)
First I f..ck up on your lady, then I peel off like an orange (Orange)

[Verse 1: BlocBoy JB]
Orange, blue (Blue), purple, red (Red)
I just sent a nigga on a lick, I call that Simon Says (Simon Says)
Fuckin' on this lil' ho from the back, she 'bout to wet the bed
When she leave the house, I bet she walkin' with a pencil leg
I'm the sugar honey iced tea
I'm in Nеw York tryna make a movie like I'm Spikе Lee
Opps say that they want the smoke, you know that shit excite me
Your bitch a holster 'cause she always somewhere that the pipe be

[Verse 2: Yo Gotti]
Excuse me, excuse me
What we doin'? (Ayy, what we doin'?)
My name Gotti and I'm lookin' for the chewin' (Yeah, I am)
And these hoes be so easily influenced (Where they at?)
Once she f..ck a real nigga (What?), she ruined (Yeah)
'Cause you a lame (Lame), she don't respect you (You)
Yeah, her ass fat, but what the neck do?
She gon' f..ck the next rich nigga in the next coupe (Yeah)
She been f..ckin' buddy from the grills and the neck too
I'm a big dawg
Eyes on the pack, get it picked off
I ain't never trip 'bout a bitch, dawg (Yeah)
I was sellin' P's on fentanyl (Fentanyl)
Two-fifty on the wrist, dawg
Out with the old and in with the new
Told my ex she wanna connect
I got a new boo, she f..ckin' her too
I want the lip service
Shawty was thick, I told her skip surgery (Let's go)
Her nigga a trick (Trick)
And Gotti the shit, bitch, I been splurgin' (I am)
Her friend want in (In)
But she not a ten (A five), bitch, I been curvin'
You niggas got sticks (Sticks)
And ain't hit shit (Brr), my niggas been purgin'
[Chorus: BlocBoy JB]
Excuse me, excuse me (Uh)
How you doin'? (Mmm, mmm)
My name JB and I'm lookin' for the chewin' (Mmm, mmm)
AMG Mercedes, hop out ballin' like I'm Ewing (Swish)
First I f..ck up on your lady, then I peel off like an orange (Orange)
Excuse me, excuse me (Uh)
How you doin'? (Mmm, mmm)
My name JB and I'm lookin' for the chewin' (Mmm, mmm)
AMG Mercedes, hop out ballin' like I'm Ewing (Swish)
First I f..ck up on your lady, then I peel off like an orange (Orange)


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