Excuse Me

Excuse Me, who are you
And what's your name
I had to come and say somethin' if I don't see you again
Tired of feeling pain
I need somebody to love, hug, and trust again (trust again)
You was my favorite girl
I don't want nobody else that's in this world
Got a n**** trippin' got me spinning in a twirl
Bright smile, rocks in her ear, make it pop with her curls

So come on, come on, come over here
And just tell me stop if I'm doing too much
So come on, come on, come over here
I know you been through a lot so let me feel your touch
So, tell me yea (yea-yea), when you get off work
Yea she work the 9 to 5 yea she put in work
Girl, you make me feel alive like I popped a perc (yea)
Wore the Amiri jeans, Richard Mille on purpose okay (yea)
Spent the whole bag on you it was worth it (okay yea)
Fuck it I'll buy you a Birkin for your birthday (okay yea)
I can't come in last I'm in first place (okay)
Burberry, I pop the tag that's what my shirt say (okay)

And I just want the same for you
And I know I pop my shit, but I will always stay true (yea)
On the highway we just catching views
I don't really need nobody else, I just need me and you (me and you)
Yea my cousin he still stuck in the trap
I'm just trying to have fun, and just forget about the past
And we can take it slow baby, or we can take it fast
I don't want lose what we had, but baby I need you bad
So come here, let me show you this vibe (yea-yea)
And when we done, maybe, we could go for a ride (yea-yea)
Take it easy I don't know why you acting shy
Just close your eyes and forget them other guys (fuck them n****s aye)
You know that you really for me
And you know, why you acting dummy
And you supposed to always be there for me
So, if you take this road promise you'll never leave me lonely (yea)

Excuse Me, who are you
And what's your name
I had to come and say somethin' if I don't see you again
Tired of feeling pain
I need somebody to love, hug, and trust again (trust again)
You was my favorite girl
I don't want nobody else that's in this world
Got a n**** trippin' got me spinning in a twirl
Bright smile, rocks in her ear, make it pop with her curls

So come on, come on, come over here
And just tell me stop if I'm doing too much
So come on, come on, come over here
I know you been through a lot so let me feel your touch
So, tell me yea (yea-yea), when you get off work
Yea she work the 9 to 5 yea she put in work
Girl, you make me feel alive like I popped a perc (yea)
Wore the Amiri jeans, Richard Mille on purpose okay (yea)
Spent the whole bag on you it was worth it (okay yea)
Fuck it I'll buy you a Birkin for your birthday (okay yea)
I can't come in last I'm in first place (okay)
Burberry, I pop the tag that's what my shirt say (okay)



Credits
Writer(s): Zaire Rouege
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