keelan - EXCUSE US (feat. PrinceOnDaBeat)

Excuse me while I brag bout my bag, bout my fit, bout my drip
Niggas mad, yea they mad
Why they mad? I don't care
Ima sag, show my ass
Might just walk wit a limp
Tell me, do we got a problem
Nigga, do we got a? Yea
Ima brag bout my bag, bout my fit, bout my drip
Niggas mad, yea they mad
Why they mad? I don't care
Ima sag, show my ass
Might just walk wit a limp
I ain't come to work it out
Take that shit to the gym
(Haa)
Look at me bitch
Uh Ohhhhhhh
I can not do yo event, if you are not bookin' me bitch
(Ahh)
Niggas gettin' high off of contact
Ima spin the block like a comeback
I be killin' these beats, where the gun at?
Niggas want defeat, so I fuck around and stomp that
Tell me what you mad fa
You a Vet gettin' bodied by a Rookie, oh that's what you mad fa!
You niggas suck like a Dum Dum
You in the club but you broke
Aww boy! You a bum bum
I stick out like a sore thumb
Ion do too much talkin', I pop like gum gum
Niggas want nun nun, this a fun run
We know you a fan (TUH)
Bow Chicka Bow, RUN
I ain't tryna makeup, this is not a Mac brush
I'll give 'em Facetime like a iPad
What them niggas wanna do?
Treat 'em all like the Flu
Get 'em hot, blow 'em off like a snot rag
I know they mad that I left, but I'm not Dad
I can Dog 'em like a Pitt, but I'm not Brad
Hol' up, wait, hol' up, hol' on
Yea Yea
Excuse me while I brag bout my bag, bout my fit, bout my drip
Niggas mad, yea they mad
Why they mad? I don't care
Ima sag, show my ass
Might just walk wit a limp
Tell me, do we got a problem
Nigga, do we got a? Yea
Ima brag bout my bag, bout my fit, bout my drip
Niggas mad, yea they mad
Why they mad? I don't care
Ima sag, show my ass
Might just walk wit a limp
I ain't come to work it out
Take that shit to the gym
If I was nice I would say Excuse me but, bitch get the fuck out the way
I'm so rude I ain't got no manners
I don't give a fuck what niggas gotta say, bitch,
Been a boss nigga since pampers
If you don't believe me, you can go and ask Keelan
He gone say Prince causing ruckus like a hurricane disaster,
BITCH
I'm bragging bout my fit, bout my drip
Uh
I got that bag, got them hunnids then I dipped
Uh
That's when I called Keelan phone and said we got a hit
He said, "We gotta keep on going bitch we cant quit!"
Okay, we up next I can feel it
Deep stroke back shots when I drill it
Don't be acting shy nigga and don't be acting timid
Look, oh I'm bragging bout my fit
I'm bragging bout my drip
I only want them blue hunnids
Niggas thinking that I'm crip
Let's get it, let's get it
Excuse me while I brag
I-I brag a lot
Somebody give 'em a Oscar cus he act a lot
He pumped up cus you niggas give 'em gas a lot
I give you niggas more space than a Astronaut
Don't ask who the best, bitch it's common sense
Them hoes talkin' hot shit, give them boys some mints
Don't try to fix what I say, I said what I meant
This is the Royal Flush, so I hit up Prince

Written by:
D'Erius Grigsby, Xavier Prince

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