Excuses - Remix
Sitting here looking at the ceiling
All these fucking thoughts in my Head got me bussin
Reminiscing bout the times you
Was with me
Now you can just go suck a dick
You be buggin
You ain't gotta lie you ain't gotta Sneak with these other
Bitches no more
I made it clear I was threw with you When I walked up out that door
No time for excuses you said
Them before
You know I'm that type of girl not Gone be played with for sure
She want a real nigga yea thats fasho
Straight from the city you know
We on go
Ain't gone change on my guys I'm Still with my
Woe damn
Had to remind them in case
They didn't know
Got a two toned stick thick its black And it's chrome
Think these niggas be serious
My bitch she bad she keep
Screaming out period
Gotta have me some money gotta Keep that shit near me
She cut that nigga off she said
He be Buggin
Want a south side nigga she said
We be thuggin
Man that shit ain't bout nothing
Double back double back
Got all dem Cuttas
Told that hoe we to grown we can't Just be hustlin
See the look in her eyes she feel
It in her stomach
Damn a real nigga turn her
Into something
Shawty a track star she get running
Sitting here looking at the ceiling
All these fucking thoughts in my head got me bussin
Reminiscing bout the times you
Was with me
Now you can just go suck a dick
You be buggin
You ain't gotta lie you ain't gotta Sneak with these other
Bitches no more
I made it clear I was threw with you When I walked up out that door
No time for excuses you
Said them before
You know I'm that type of girl not Gone be played with for sure
Calling my phone I'm
Steady denying it
Leave me alone got no time for
The lying shit
These bitches ain't on my level
They trying shit
But you gon see when I make it
I'll body them
Niggas be wack bitches be cap
Stay away from me im not wit all dat
You know me I always keep it a stack
Kept it real ten toes on my back
Wit my girls gon fuck it
Up till the morn
Know we litty sipping
Hen and patron
Hittas w me and
You know they on hold
Always been real yea
You already know
Always been real yea
You already know
Always been real yea you
Already know
Sitting here looking at the ceiling
All these fucking thoughts in my
Head got me bussin
Reminiscing bout the times
You was wit me
Now you can just go suck a dick
You be buggin
You ain't gotta lie you aint gotta Sneak with these other
Bitches no more
I made it clear I was threw with you When I walked up out that door
No time for excuses you said
Them before
You know im that type of girl not Gone be played with for sure
All these fucking thoughts in my Head got me bussin
Reminiscing bout the times you
Was with me
Now you can just go suck a dick
You be buggin
You ain't gotta lie you ain't gotta Sneak with these other
Bitches no more
I made it clear I was threw with you When I walked up out that door
No time for excuses you said
Them before
You know I'm that type of girl not Gone be played with for sure
She want a real nigga yea thats fasho
Straight from the city you know
We on go
Ain't gone change on my guys I'm Still with my
Woe damn
Had to remind them in case
They didn't know
Got a two toned stick thick its black And it's chrome
Think these niggas be serious
My bitch she bad she keep
Screaming out period
Gotta have me some money gotta Keep that shit near me
She cut that nigga off she said
He be Buggin
Want a south side nigga she said
We be thuggin
Man that shit ain't bout nothing
Double back double back
Got all dem Cuttas
Told that hoe we to grown we can't Just be hustlin
See the look in her eyes she feel
It in her stomach
Damn a real nigga turn her
Into something
Shawty a track star she get running
Sitting here looking at the ceiling
All these fucking thoughts in my head got me bussin
Reminiscing bout the times you
Was with me
Now you can just go suck a dick
You be buggin
You ain't gotta lie you ain't gotta Sneak with these other
Bitches no more
I made it clear I was threw with you When I walked up out that door
No time for excuses you
Said them before
You know I'm that type of girl not Gone be played with for sure
Calling my phone I'm
Steady denying it
Leave me alone got no time for
The lying shit
These bitches ain't on my level
They trying shit
But you gon see when I make it
I'll body them
Niggas be wack bitches be cap
Stay away from me im not wit all dat
You know me I always keep it a stack
Kept it real ten toes on my back
Wit my girls gon fuck it
Up till the morn
Know we litty sipping
Hen and patron
Hittas w me and
You know they on hold
Always been real yea
You already know
Always been real yea
You already know
Always been real yea you
Already know
Sitting here looking at the ceiling
All these fucking thoughts in my
Head got me bussin
Reminiscing bout the times
You was wit me
Now you can just go suck a dick
You be buggin
You ain't gotta lie you aint gotta Sneak with these other
Bitches no more
I made it clear I was threw with you When I walked up out that door
No time for excuses you said
Them before
You know im that type of girl not Gone be played with for sure
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Writer(s): Taliyah Neal
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