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letra de wut'z yo excuse - shad fer

[intro]

tell me why you can’t whine on me
when you know just how to buss yo move
what’s yo excuse
good vibes you could find in me you
you could trust i’ll always stay true
what’s yo excuse
is it that you ain’t used
to the man who don’t just wanna juice
what’s yo excuse

[verse 1]

you the ideal ting for me
wifey type, steal ring from me
not the type try think for me
yet i find you so in sync with me
big b-mper ain’t all that i look for
short temper, no, no, be a good sport
shoot my shot like back on the hood court
thought being buddy-buddy was a good start
but you the one that i like too much
yeah, you were my high school crush
type of woman, all the boy them wanna fight for ya
then turn ’round, be nice to ya
but to you, ise just a bredren
to you, i could never get trip
for you, push up, pull up till i get thick
for you, working till i get sick

[hook x2]

what’s yo excuse now
what’s yo excuse now
i got everything you wanted in a man
come be my new gal
i’d run away with you now
but you got other plans
you’d never understand
how it feels when you with other man
then run to tell me about it

[verse 2]

boy this gal can’t be serious
telling me that homeboy hilarious
when you chat like that, shad get furious
mad when them pussycats get too curious
no cure for ya
i’ve been waiting for you so so long
let my body stay pure for ya
while you was letting freaks them explore ya
and exploit you now, expose myself
cause i think we should be something more
meditating to the core, textbook on the floor
i became who the gals them adore
then the rain start to fall
you give me a call
to say you need a ride home
when i pick you up,the biggest hug and kiss
watch when a boy get rich
i’ll ask

[hook x2]

[outro]

- shad fer

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