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2rhymes - excuse me , janette smith lyrics

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intro
im back mothaf—-as
rappers on relay ( hey )
im here to stay ( hey )
scribble em script
dribble and flipping em beats
livin and cripple em streets yo !

hook
excuse me , me na rasta-man me na rapstar
for alagbado i dey roll with em gangsta
cos amma son of a preacher
they follow my words
and my father is a minister in the house of the lord

verse i
i just sow a seed puff n p-ss to the bishop
pastors with big earnings so i wonder what they teach us
you bought a private jet to have a convo with lord jesus
spending t-thes , living large bigger question to these preachers
the devil is a woman , i gave you my own opinion
i have millions of verses i should open my religion
dangote owe my dad something like millions of naira
it affected me alot sir mi o le toro bara ( bara )
even when you rich why you suffering the m-sses
i know say i be pako lower cl-ss in em finances
excuse me, bring your lungs boy let me smoke it up
excuse me, your b-tch night-ed out never’d woke me up
dont mind me am savage , you talking about tiwa ?
won rope odi ni woni woni dele kiwa
dele giwa – anyhow sofar say i go blow
b-tch i plan and i execute dont mind moving it slow slow

hook
excuse me , me na ganja man me na smoke weed
till my eye red bi onigbo labe bridge
rappers on relay ( hey )
im here to stay ( hey )
scribble em script
dribble and flipping em beats
livin and cripple em streets

excuse me , king raps here to take charge
why i no go blow prolific writings on my verse
still amma son of a preacher i got my disciples
i could teach a teacher cos my lyrics like a bible

verse ii
im giving no excuses
to those that refused me
my name is 2 ( pac ? )
no my n-gg- exceed the juicy
ibi moma ku si ( kusi )
gbasibi kin ju si
if your n-gg- b-tching amma pepper spray his p-ssy

verse iii
its 5am in the morning last night was a crazy one
she makes money in club , hanging out and just gazing hun?
or you hunting down rich men doing politics
one mission for sl-ts , chase guys that are flashy
she always on gucci bag , olay dress and all versace
hot b–bs , thick thighs mothaf—ing flashy
wait… b-tch you suck d-cks for a living
calling aristo hustle h-ll no its unbelieving
b-tch you remember you lie to me you were in school
but you olosho first cl-ss in abj im still not cool
with-it , beat-it , feelings-really-k!lling my wish
to wanna build a future with you , f-ck you you f-cking b-tch

hook
janette smith
she’s a b-tch
she roll with chicks
sucking d-cks to be rich
and when you check her phone , different names , different sims
olosho kinda sh-t

janette smith
she’s a b-tch
she roll with chicks
sucking d-cks to be rich
and when you check her phone , different names , different sims
courtesan kinda sh-t

verse iv
can you , remember just last december
before we swap our numbers
to be friends with one another
hoe , hag , aristo , ashewo , olosho…. who’s your mummy?
shutup you f-cking dummy
you bore-me , for-me you forming n vow never to call-me
and you b-tching even foreign
italy is where you ball in
you falling for gold jewelries pitta h-ll is where you fall-in
something’s you’d -ssure-me now no pill is gonna cure-me , its all-me

mind me , mind me , remind me
baby dont break my heart
love me , feel me , tease me
but then we end up bad
baby dont break my heart

hook
janette smith
she’s a b-tch
she roll with chicks
sucking d-cks to be rich
and when you check her phone , different names , different sims
olosho kinda sh-t

janette smith
she’s a b-tch
she roll with chicks
sucking d-cks to be rich
and when you check her phone , different names , different sims
courtesan kinda sh-t

outro
janette smith
she;s a b-tch…(x 4 )



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