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excuse me - saucy santana lyrics

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(tre trax, i think we got one, haha)
woo (it’s trax season bruh)

[chorus]
excuse me, got these n*ggas fellin’ woozy
b*tch wanted a fade, so i gave her a boosie
excuse me, icy b*tch, jewelry sick
b*tches is onlyfans i ain’t into makin’ fl!cks
excuse me, can’t ride me, ridin’ no hoopty
and you ain’t really gang
can’t be caught up wit’ no groupie
excuse me, here’s a tip, watch the drip
get the bread, get the head then a b*tch gotta dip

[verse one]
(hold on) where the coochie at?
touch ya coochiе cat, is yo coochie fat?
(hold on) where thе uzi’s at? (brrat)
go and get the strap (woo), b*tch unload the mat
real life and we don’t cap on the internet
i’m a real n*gga, you don’t wanna get into that
b*b*b*baguettes around my neck, break a cold sweat
take his cash, do the dash now we on a jet

[chorus]
excuse me, got these n*ggas fellin’ woozy
b*tch wanted a fade, so i gave her a boosie
excuse me, icy b*tch, jewelry sick
b*tches is onlyfans, i ain’t into makin’ fl!cks
excuse me, can’t ride me, ridin’ no hoopty
and you ain’t really gang
can’t be caught up wit’ no groupie
excuse me, here’s a tip, watch the drip
get the bread, get the head then a b*tch gotta dip
[verse two]
woah, dior from head to toe
tryna ride my wave but you gotta catch the flow
you to slow (woo)
start the race watch me blow (vroom)
all black amg, b*tch close my door
buffulo cut the frame, mix in cocaina
hit a b*tch wit’ the niddle, make her do the macarena
eat the bread, forget the head
i’m busy sellin’ out arenas
sn*tch the wig, he eat the cake
i could be ike, i could be tina

[chorus]
excuse me, got these n*ggas fellin’ woozy
b*tch wanted a fade, so i gave her a boosie
excuse me, icy b*tch, jewelry sick
b*tches is onlyfans, i ain’t into makin’ fl!cks
excuse me, can’t ride me, ridin’ no hoopty
and you ain’t really gang
can’t be caught up wit’ no groupie
excuse me, here’s a tip, watch the drip
get the bread, get the head then a b*tch gotta dip

[outro]
ahh, hold on
yeah, f*ck you talkin’ bout
excuse me, when i walk up in this b*tch
excuse me, when i hit the motherf*ckin’ mall (tre trax, i think we got one, haha)
excuse me, and when i hit your b*tch, ahh (it’s trax season bruh)

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