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nardo wick – excuse my french lyrics

[intro]
one, two, three

[verse 1]
they said the pool was closed, i jumped the gate and still dove in
pirate on that boat, we slangin’ iron to get what’s golden
she think she sl!ck, she want me to give her one, she hear my trojan
she think she me, she keep tellin’ me she wicked like my song says
i love the gang, i k!ll for ’em like rico k!ll for ace (yeah)
i love my gang, i’ll never do ’em like rico did his ace
elеven cars right, they mad as h+ll
“this n+gga had a acе?”
do that boy dirty, let miss lenord say, “they shot him in the face?” (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
[chorus]
excuse my french, all these n+ggas hoes
excuse my french, all these n+ggas b+tches
excuse my french, i got a lot of hoes
excuse my french, i got a lot of— hold on, hold on, hold on
excuse my french, these n+ggas hoes
excuse my french, these n+ggas b+tches
excuse my french, got a lot of hoes
excuse my french, got a lot of b+tches
excuse my french, i’m rich as f+ck
excuse my french, this b+tch bad
excuse my french (ayy, yo’ p+ssy good)
excuse my french (that sh+t trash)
excuse my french (yeah, you suck it good, you go slow or fast?)

[bridge]
heard somebody angry, well, you can get her back
[?] f+ck n+gga that— d+mn, i said it wrong
that f+ck n+gga dead, know we blew his ass

[verse 2]
pork chops in the van, this ain’t no food fight
lot of grass stuffed in the trunk, this ain’t no lawn show
pull up moving sh+t, but, this is not no tow truck
durango cap, corvette, he thought this was a slow truck
he tried to run that slow, caught him a bullet, wasn’t slow enough
yeah, i post a lot, “n+gga, post more,” they say i do not show enough
i don’t smile a lot, n+gga, that’s just me
what the f+ck i look like, avatar?
[bridge]
grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah
skin on my face
grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah
skin on my face
grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah
skin on my face
grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah
skin on my face

[verse 3]
goin’ through screeches, screeches, screeches
screeches, screeches, screeches
brand you chain, that b+tch blingin’
brand new chop’, that b+tch swingin’
she say, “nardo, why you leavin’?”
’cause i just released my s+m+n
they like how i match my fabrics
they say i that i be the cleaners
they say me and v unfair
they say we be double teamin’
he come through and make it dirty
i come behind and do the cleanin’
we hit that whip a week ago, they say the doot still steamin’
i hit that ho a year ago, she callin’, say she still feindin’
diamond t++th, my t++th freezin’
diamond tooth, my tooth froze
all these b+tches just alike, new episode, same season
just shot at you at 19, it’s 22, he still breathin’
“i’ma step if n+ggas know i’m comin’,” why the f+ck he still breathin’?
they told me he k!lled the cup, but, this n+gga still leanin’
i don’t even like the challengers, but, i’m finna buy a me
what you mean, “buy you?”
bro, i’m finna buy a demon
blue stain on my white pants, all these hundreds in my jeans
[chorus]
excuse my french, all these n+ggas hoes
excuse my french, all these n+ggas b+tches
excuse my french, i got a lot of hoes
excuse my french, i got a lot of— hold on, hold on, hold on
excuse my french, these n+ggas hoes
excuse my french, these n+ggas b+tches
excuse my french, got a lot of hoes
excuse my french, got a lot of b+tches
excuse my french, these n+ggas hoes
excuse my french, these n+ggas b+tches
excuse my french, got a lot of hoes
excuse my french, got a lot of b+tches

[outro]
huh, i’m wicked
i’m wicked
i’m wicked
i’m wicked
i’m wicked
hahaha

- nardo wick lyrics

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