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gucci mane - excuse me (brick factory: volume 2) lyrics

[verse 1: gucci mane]
my b+tch say i’m in the dog house, f+ck you mean?
you know i got that dog food, b+tch i got three
i got [?], but where the [?]
a thousand grams of that molly man, [?]
got a cup full of medison, i like the lean
she say she wanna [?] with me, and where the tree?
she know she wanna sleep with me, yeah i’m a freak
she say that she was married, well so is me
she say her p+ssy hairy, i wanna see
[?] og bags from cali [?]
[?] she feeling [?]
[?] diamonds in the ap, it’s turning green

[chorus: gucci mane]
excuse me
excuse me
please excuse me
excuse me
excuse me
please excuse me
my thousand dollar shoes today
please excuse me
[?] all my jewls today
please excuse me
excuse me
excuse me
please excuse me
excuse me
excuse me
please excuse me
half a mill for my car today
please excuse me
payed a thousand just to park today
please excuse me
[verse 2: mpa wicced]
excuse me
my [?]
xcuse me
my weed loud as [?]
excuse me
my whip [?] key
yeah, you know that’s a 2013
[?] machine
try me, get sprayed down like [?]
[?] i’ve been etting money since i was a teen
[?]
[?] i got 30 n+ggas with me
they move [?] hit you with missiles
whip dope [?]
tell me what’s the issue
[?] b+tch i’ve been that n+gga

[chorus: gucci mane]
excuse me
excuse me
please excuse me
excuse me
excuse me
please excuse me
my thousand dollar shoes today
please excuse me
[?] all my jewls today
please excuse me
excuse me
excuse me
please excuse me
excuse me
excuse me
please excuse me
half a mill for my car today
please excuse me
payed a thousand just to park today
please excuse me
[verse 3: lil duke]
excuse me
birthday bash [?]
backstage stuffing 2 grams right inside [?]
pulled up to the station, got [?] too many jewls
[?] looked like i played in [?]
i grind, i grind, i sware i bust my ass
[?] spine, if you playing with that cash
she say she want a big cat, i bought that b+tch a jag
doing doughnuts out the parking lot, brand new paper tag
k!ll your baby and your father, we call it abortion
taking private flights to cancoon, blowing [?]
1017, mpa, brick squad scortching
in the streets like the crosswalk, i be loidering
duke!

- gucci mane lyrics

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