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Allstar Jr - Excuse Me Lyrics

[Intro]
(Let's get a bag)
(Welcome to Get a Bag Records)
(Meech)
Yeah

[Refrain]
Dale Earnhardt, I been fuckin' up the road (Skrrt, skrrt)
Smell like car parts, I been fuckin' up the stove (I'm workin', nigga)
I smell pussy, I been fuckin' on some hoes (Knockin' these hoes down)
I seen my nigga change when that money hit the floor, ayy (Damn)
You tell me, am I rappin' or it's real? (How you wanna play it?)
All my beef, is they yappin' or they dead? (Let them niggas through)
My phone beat, think it's tapage from the feds (They on me?)
All eyes on me, bitch, I'm in traffic 'til I'm dead (I'm trappin')

[Verse 1]
Lil' Eastside nigga, plugged from Wyo down to Burt (Bitch)
You gon' come up short long as you put the clio first (You just gotta get it in)
Kentucky straight, we gon' see about Ohio first (We gon' fly through)
'Fore I rapped my first verse, I had my middle school at work, ayy (Yeah, yeah)
Found out my bitch was chillin' with this other nigga (Finally got hip)
I've been cheatin' for some months, I'm still fuckin' with her
Right amount of notes, get an E-way of this coke (Get a package)
In that water, I'ma float, slide that 'Illac through the snow (Skrrt, skrr, slidin')
Wrist screamin', "Blow me" (What?), 40 screamin', "Shoot me" (Huh?)
I did a million views, all the rats said I was bougie (All them hoes ain't like that)
Niggas screamin', "Get a bag," that's because of us (Bitch)
And we ain't seein' eye to eye 'cause you ain't touched enough, nigga (Broke-ass lil' boy)
I'll go that way with that chopper, nigga (I'll bring that bitch right down)
You hissin' louder than the snake that's on my collar, nigga
I can stop and give praise, I ain't stoppin' niggas (I ain't hatin')
'Cause I done lived out the dreams of a lot of niggas
[Chorus]
Excuse me, nigga (Can't get back my dog)
Don't be starin' at this jewelry, nigga (Get your ass, for real)
I'm kinda stiff 'cause the tooly sticking (Oh yeah, this the thirty on here)
Before I leave, I be done blew a nigga (I be done shot your stupid ass)
Don't be stupid, nigga (Let's get a bag)
Excuse me, bitch (My baby)
Is you gon' stare or you gon' choose a dick? (How you playin' it?)
I'm tryna fuck, I ain't the coolest, bitch (I ain't your homeboy, bitch)
So don't be sayin' that I'm rude and shit (Dumbass)
Lil' stupid bitch

[Refrain]
Dale Earnhardt, I been fuckin' up the road (Skrrt, skrrt)
Smell like car parts, I been fuckin' up the stove (I'm workin', nigga)
I smell pussy, I been fuckin' on some hoes (Knockin' these hoes down)
I seen my nigga change when that money hit the floor, ayy (Damn)
You tell me, am I rappin' or it's real? (How you wanna play it?)
All my beef, is they yappin' or they dead? (Let them niggas through)
My phone beat, think it's tapage from the feds (They on me?)
All eyes on me, bitch, I'm in traffic 'til I'm dead (JR)

[Verse 2]
I hit three out of every five bitches in Detroit (I did that)
Enough about these broke hoes, y'all get the point (Let's get off that, though)
What you need? Hit me up, I deliver, boy (I'll pull up on you)
I make the blues move from Lexington to Livernois (Wherever)
Golden Sun chillin', Gary cool, I ain't loiterin' (Yeah)
Shit ain't on the floor, gotta chop it up, order this (We on it)
Pull up on Shawn, you want pound of the noisiest (Pull up on Berg)
See you slide down, hundred rounds, you ain't avoidin' them (Can't dodge them)
Lawyer money stashed, I'm so ready for that (Bitch, bitch)
Rocks too big for a razor, it's machetes for that (We trappin')
Mu told me these niggas way better at rap (Mumu told me)
How some niggas take your shit, then sell you it back? Bitch (You a known ho)
Hella love from them crackheads (They love R)
Hit you with that chopper, you don't die, bitch, you better act dead (You better play the role, nigga)
Hella love when them packs in (We got it)
You ain't got a job, call me up and get a bag in (Let's get a bag, get a bag)
[Chorus]
Excuse me, nigga (Can't get back my dog)
Don't be starin' at this jewelry, nigga (Get your ass, for real)
I'm kinda stiff 'cause the tooly sticking (Oh yeah, this the thirty on here)
Before I leave, I be done blew a nigga (I be done shot your stupid ass)
Don't be stupid, nigga (Dumbass)
Excuse me, bitch (My baby)
Is you gon' stare or you gon' choose a dick? (How you playin' it?)
I'm tryna fuck, I ain't the coolest, bitch (I ain't your homeboy, bitch)
So don't be sayin' that I'm rude and shit (Dumbass)
Lil' stupid bitch (Yeah, yeah)

[Refrain]
Dale Earnhardt, I been fuckin' up the road (Skrrt, skrrt)
Smell like car parts, I been fuckin' up the stove (I'm workin', nigga)
I smell pussy, I been fuckin' on some hoes (Knockin' these hoes down)
I seen my nigga change when that money hit the floor, ayy (Damn)
You tell me, am I rappin' or it's real? (How you wanna play it?)
All my beef, is they yappin' or they dead? (Let them niggas through)
My phone beat, think it's tapage from the feds (They on me?)
All eyes on me, bitch, I'm in traffic 'til I'm dead (I'm trappin')