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letra de no excuse - vince willz

i don’t wanna lie to you, i have to tell the truth
no excuse, no excuse, me and you, me and you yuh

got pounds for certain
i give her a brick so i know she workin’
off pills now she twerkin’, girl pull up she be swervin’
hopped out now i’m curvin’
been to rock bottom, dwayne johnson
caught up with gorillas like fossey
like flames she be hot, but be bossy
do me a lot, b-tch will you please stop the talkin’

rake in the money, i flip it, i get it
you f-ck on the chick but i already did it!
gucci, gabbana, designer my linen
do me? gеt you prada, get lit in this city

from pain to p’s
she call me hеr steed, i call up the team
insane to see, her on her knees post to girl dissin’ me

all you b-tches wanna do, is go hurt me, then say sorry
no no hoe, please don’t bore me
life long l-st i’m in no hurry, yuh
might f-ck around & f-ck a bad b-tch with a fat ass
fight lasts while she call me dada
wait-wait, i’ve got patience
f-ckin’ all night, but you know we aren’t datin’
lookin’ for some love, but this henne will do
girl think that she cool, b-tch i ain’t a fool
used me as a tool, i’m covered in jewels
i cum cause she told me to, i can’t hold it in, i can’t hold it in
forgive me for my sins, destined for the bands

backwoods spun up, ay
run up & you done up
grew up, whole life, could never say i loved mum
head until the sun up, p-ssy gonna crash down
semi-automatic, maybe this is when i go now

girl she tryna slow dance, i don’t do that romance
no b-tch i don’t wanna hold hands
i just wanna flex & hold bands

whoa whoa, look at me go
ice on my neck, snow on her nose
hoe hoe, book me for a show
d-ck down my leg, b-tch feel it in her toes

girl walk by like who dattt, on my life i do dattt
finest lips with a big ass
kept my cool & relaxed, while i pile up this cash
i put in the dope in the stash, yeah
got pounds for certain
i give her a brick so i know she workin’
off pills now she twerkin’, girl pull up she be swervin’
hopped out now i’m curvin’
been to rock bottom, dwayne johnson
caught up with gorillas like fossey
like flames she be hot, but be bossy
do me a lot, b-tch will you please stop the talkin’

rake in the money, i flip it, i get it
you f-ck on the chick but i already did it!
gucci, gabbana, designer my linen
do me? get you prada, get lit in this city

from pain to p’s
she call me her steed, i call up the team
insane to see, her on her knees post to girl dissin’ me

i don’t wanna lie to you, i have to tell the truth
no excuse, no excuse, me and you, me and you yuh

i don’t wanna fight with you, i have to tell the truth
no excuse, no excuse, you and me, me and you yuh

i ain’t crip, i ain’t blood, i just thug in the cut
i ain’t crip, i ain’t hood, i just thug in the rough
watch me sip on this mud, lil boy don’t you act too tough
i just, puff on gelato, f-ck on that b-tch in full throttle
smokin’ a pound for my problems
maybe i’ll solve em, maybe i won’t
my cup is empty, just like my soul
where should i go, back deep down in my hole?
no back in my zone, that’s just where i belong
she frisky, she frisk me
my life be such a mystery
i loved her, she dipped me
now we f-ck & i just dip, peace..

tell you i love you i mean it..
only off the drugs do i ever mean it..
i don’t wanna do this, but i have to do it meanly
demons, my feelin’s
whip a coupe i feel like speeding
slit my wrists cause my minds bleeding
i just can’t cause my family needs feedin’

i just been tryin’, no denyin’, i’m not lyin’
i hate when you cryin’ holding the feelings you hold inside
i must put you behind, or i will not survive
got the dope in the stash
pull up with pounds for a high

- vince willz

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