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letra de excellent - john gabbana

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[intro: john gabbana]
you know, i’m on the bean right now
and i’m feeling excellent, yeah
i’m feelin’ excellent

[chorus: john gabbana]
i’m on that ecstasy
i just caught lockjaw, i’m feelin’ excellent
hits of cocaina at noche, i love my mexicans
pullin’ up with choppers and no, we not leavin’ evidence
b-tches sellin’ p-ssy, i slide my trap for dead presidents
excellent (how you feelin’?)
i’m feelin’ excellent (yeah)
excellent (how you feelin’?)
i’m feelin’ excellent (i’m feelin’ excellent)

[verse 1: john gabbana]
i just popped a bean or two, i’m fiendin’ for some more
i see you mad at me ’cause i left my s-m-n in your ho
and i don’t give a f-ck, is you with it, n-gga, or what?
you p-ssy n-ggas stay dissin’, i see you, n-gga, you’re done
we keep the packs in the sofa, you show your guns, but don’t tote ’em
i got a mac and it’s loaded, you make a move and i blow it
i’m on that ecstasy and i’m feelin’ excellent
i don’t see the hate ’cause them n-ggas not in my element

[chorus: john gabbana]
i’m on that ecstasy
i just caught lockjaw, i’m feelin’ excellent
hits of cocaina at noche, i love my mexicans
pullin’ up with choppers and no, we not leavin’ evidence
b-tches sellin’ p-ssy, i slide my trap for dead presidents
excellent (how you feelin’?)
i’m feelin’ excellent (yeah)
excellent (how you feelin’?)
i’m feelin’ excellent (i’m feelin’ excellent)

[verse 2: lil westside]
i got your b-tch doin’ sh-t that she never did
f-ckin’ and suckin’ the team for the presidents
pull up and hop out, we shoot up the residents
don’t give a f-ck, we do not leave no evidence
call up the plug and i tell him i need it
got good dope, take a n-gga right up to venus
junkies keep callin’, i know they be fiendin’
she pop the perc, now she thinkin’ she dreamin’
ooh, necesito el dinero (money)
you ain’t gettin’ money, we know
trap house jumpin’ like twenty-three, who is that?
walkin’ up, shooter by the peephole
on the westside, left a legacy (legacy)
came from nothin’, now i’m excellent (excellent)
ran up a check, now i got ’em upset
keep a glock ’cause i peep all the jealousy

[chorus: john gabbana]
i’m on that ecstasy
i just caught lockjaw, i’m feelin’ excellent
hits of cocaina at noche, i love my mexicans
pullin’ up with choppers and no, we not leavin’ evidence
b-tches sellin’ p-ssy, i slide my trap for dead presidents
excellent (how you feelin’?)
i’m feelin’ excellent (yeah)
excellent (how you feelin’?)
i’m feelin’ excellent (i’m feelin’ excellent)

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