Luyện nghe bài hát Excuse Me Miss Again (Remix)

WHOO!

Memph' Bleek always smokin that (HOO)
Beanie Sigel smokin that la-la-la (HOO)
Kanye track smoke la-la-la (HOO)
It's the R.O.C. mami, sing our
C'mon!

Excuse me miss, I'm the
You should come, with me, basically
Hold up, skip all the singin' let's get tonight mami

I my English ain't as modest as you like
But come, get some, you little
I the cake from under the baker's thumbs
I bake the cake, get two of for one
I move the weight like I'm Oprah's son
Uh, show you how to do this son
Young don't mess with chicks in paddings
Fake Manolo boots straight Steve Madden (u-uh)
He padded hisself the rap J.F.K., you wanna for my Jaqueline Onassis
Then, hop ya ass out S-class
Lay in that Maybach, roll the best grass, I ask
Have you in your long-legged
ever seen a watch surrounded by this much ice?
but don't touch, motherfucker think twice
'Cause the gat that I got a little red light
a light?

To smoke la-la-la
Beanie Sigel always that la-la-la
Memph' Bleek always smoking la-la-la
It's the R.O.C. mami, sing our
C'mon!

Excuse me miss, I'm the
You should come, with me, basically
Hold up, skip all the singin' let's get right mami

We got brothers of Arm'i, mami's in Manolo
Bags by Chanel, all Louis logos
All to Hov' because they know dough
they see him, whips be European
If a ten, chances you're with him
If you're a five, you you ridin' with them
Sick with the pen nigga, no in the world could fix him
No prescription, you prescribe to subside, his affliction
He's not a sane man, he's more like man - twitchin'
You rain dance on his picnic
No Haitian voodoo, no headless chickens can his sickness
No Ouija board, you see me dog, nigga you CB-4
This ain't Chris Rock bitch, it's the R.O.C.
And I'm the like a Houston Rocket, Yao Ming!

Still that la-la-la
Memph' Bleek still that la-la-la
Beanie Sigel, Desert Eagle, the five
the R.O.C. baby, sing our lullaby
C'mon!

Excuse me miss, I'm the
You come, hang with me, basically
Hold up, skip all the singin' get right tonight mami

[Verse Three: West]
She she hate when I'm name droppin
So when I talk rap, she gon' change
But I got a plan B that's planned out, for when things pan out
Hov' tellin ya mind brother, I'ma play shy
So you take the Child girl in the Coupe?
Then I'ma try bag the ones got kicked out the group
I figured be simple, I'll just help 'em with their demo
Help 'em to the limo, play the instrumentals
And she - grabbed my tattoo, my credentials
And she - grabbed my pants, the potential
And I - rubbed every essential
That have fun breakin her
Excuse me miss, the of the new millenium
Has finally stopped drivin that Millenium
And got a good of and filled it with plenty of Henney
and Remi and weed, 'til she higher Hilliam

If she pass me, smoke that
Memphis always smokin that la-la-la
Beanie Sigel, Desert Eagle, the five
the R.O.C. bitch, sing our lullaby
C'mon!

Excuse me miss, I'm the
You should come, hang with me,
WHOA, skip all the singin' let's get right tonight,