worried 'bout Oh-yeah-yeah Oh-oooooh Oh-yeah-yeah Oh-oooh-oh Oh-yeah-yeah Oh-oooh-oh Oh-yeah-yeah-yeah-oh-woah-woah-woooah [Nicki Minaj] Excuse me
music There is or there ever will be, disagree? Feel free, but from now on I'm refusing to ever give up The only thing I ever gave up is using. No more excuses. Excuse
so much more than I get Yeah, I just haven't met you yet I just haven't met you yet Oh, promise you, kid To give so much more than I get I said love
's talking about the kids The kids got funky soul and groove emotion But if you don't give the kids the chance to use it They're always more than likely
I love to kill and kill for fun The microphone goes off like a handgun It's goin' down now grab your girl, hops No excuses when the bodies begin to drop
the whole goddamn city You fuck with me I'll snatch out your car Right in front of your goddamned bitch And beat you down right there I got more guns
and night Baby it?s so right that we do agree What I love about you is that you are The opposite of me They say that opposites attract Whatcha gonna say 'bout that? No, no more excuses
On some pimp house shit, written out chicks, Fuck 'em from behind, they be spitting out dick black Excuse me now but if I may make an announcement I smoke no more
They say I can't have no pistols but them blades I got em'. Catch em necktight colombian for stuntin like a dummy when confronted wit a ?gun and men? Excuse
office On some pimp house shit, written out chicks, Fuck 'em from behind, they be spitting out dick Excuse me now but if I may make an announcement I smoke no more
s your name? Yeah, can I get my grown man on for one second? 'Cause I see some ladies tonight That should be hangin' wit Jay-Z, Jay-Z So hot to trot la-dy! Excuse
name to survive, damn Im lucky to be alive, The rooftops block any rain out Im in the booth and im letting all my pain out, I feel powerful, i got music; more
way she suck me I'mma trapholic, all I do is ball Tear the mall down, now trick Don't flag me down, see me downtown rarri I didn't mean to shit on you, excuse
Richer than the richest More money, bitches Yeah, coming to you live from the city of Houst-Atlanta-Vegas So what do you do, young lady? One hundred
[Drake] What you mean I ain't call you? I hit you when I landed I'm waiting in my hotel room seems like we are arguing more and it's getting less romantic
And twist And twist I said no more teachers and no more books I got a kiss under the bleachers Hoping that nobody looks Lips like liquorish tongue like candy Excuse
All the gossip and talk behind your back when you walk By the time you will know, before long you will see That you deserve more, you deserve more You deserve so much more