Lirik Lagu Excuse Me Miss Again (Remix) (featuring Jay-Z) - Kanye West
X
TIPS PENCARIAN LIRIK FAVORIT ANDA
ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketikkan nama penyanyi dan judul lagu, berikan tanda kutip di judul lagu, misal: Yovie "Menjaga Hati";
- bila tidak berhasil, coba untuk mengilangkan tanda kutip, misal: Yovie Menjaga Hati; atau
- dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketik nama penyanyi, misal: YOVIE, akan muncul banyak halaman, telusuri dan pilih dari halaman-halaman tersebut; atau
- klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI SYAIR
- Ketikkan penggalan syair yang Anda ketahui, misal:
Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
Kembali dalam dekapan tanganmu - Masukkan kata-kata penting. Misal: tiada berarti berdiri cahaya dekapan.
- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
- Pilih menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis atau judul lagu.
- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
WHOO!
[Hook]Memph' Bleek always smokin that la-la-la (HOO)Beanie Sigel always smokin that la-la-la (HOO)Kanye track smoke like la-la-la (HOO)It's the R.O.C. mami, sing our lullabyC'mon!
[Chorus]Excuse me miss, I'm the shitYou should come, hang with me, basicallyHold up, skip all the singin' let's get right tonight mami
[Jay-Z]I know my English ain't as modest as you likeBut come, get some, you little bumsI take the cake from under the baker's thumbsI bake the cake, get two of them for oneThen I move the weight like I'm Oprah's sonUh, I'll show you how to do this sonYoung don't mess with chicks in Burberry paddingsFake Manolo boots straight from Steve Madden (u-uh)He padded hisself the rap J.F.K., you wanna pass for my Jaqueline OnassisThen, hop ya ass out that S-classLay back in that Maybach, roll the best grass, I askHave you in your long-legged lifeever seen a watch surrounded by this much pink ice?Look but don't touch, motherfucker think twice'Cause the gat that I clutch got a little red lightNeed a light?
[Hook]To smoke that la-la-laBeanie Sigel always smoking that la-la-laMemph' Bleek always smoking that la-la-laIt's the R.O.C. mami, sing our lullabyC'mon!
[Chorus]Excuse me miss, I'm the shitYou should come, hang with me, basicallyHold up, skip all the singin' let's get right tonight mami
[Jay-Z]We got brothers full of Arm'i, mami's in ManoloBags by Chanel, all Louis Vuitton logosAll attracted to Hov' because they know doughWhen they see him, whips be EuropeanIf you're a ten, chances you're with himIf you're a five, you know you ridin' with themSick with the pen nigga, no physician in the world could fix himNo prescription, you could prescribe to subside, his afflictionHe's not a sane man, he's more like reign man - twitchin'You can't rain dance on his picnicNo Haitian voodoo, no headless chickens can dead his sicknessNo Ouija board, you can't see me dog, nigga you CB-4This ain't Chris Rock bitch, it's the R.O.C. bitchAnd I'm the franchise like a Houston Rocket, Yao Ming!
[Hook]Still smokin that la-la-laMemph' Bleek still smokin that la-la-laBeanie Sigel, Desert Eagle, the four-ty fiveIt's the R.O.C. baby, sing our lullabyC'mon!
[Chorus]Excuse me miss, I'm the shitYou should come, hang with me, basicallyHold up, skip all the singin' let's get right tonight mami
[Verse Three: Kanye West]She playin she hate when I'm name droppinSo when I talk rap, she gon' change topicsBut I got a plan B that's planned out, for when things don't pan outHov' tellin ya mind brother, I'ma play shy brotherSo you take the Destiny Child girl in the Coupe?Then I'ma try bag the ones that got kicked out the groupI figured that'll be simple, I'll just help 'em with their demoHelp 'em to the limo, play the upboard instrumentalsAnd she - grabbed my tattoo, peeped my credentialsAnd she - grabbed my pants, felt the potentialAnd I - rubbed 'bout every essentialThat have fun breakin her fundamentalsExcuse me miss, the artist of the new milleniumHas finally stopped drivin that blue MilleniumAnd got a good of trenny and filled it with plenty of Henneyand Remi and weed, 'til she higher than Hilliam
[Hook]If she pass me, smoke that la-la-laMemphis Bleek always smokin that la-la-laBeanie Sigel, Desert Eagle, the four-ty fiveIt's the R.O.C. bitch, sing our lullabyC'mon!
[Chorus]Excuse me miss, I'm the shitYou should come, hang with me, basicallyWHOA, skip all the singin' let's get right tonight, mami
[Hook]Memph' Bleek always smokin that la-la-la (HOO)Beanie Sigel always smokin that la-la-la (HOO)Kanye track smoke like la-la-la (HOO)It's the R.O.C. mami, sing our lullabyC'mon!
[Chorus]Excuse me miss, I'm the shitYou should come, hang with me, basicallyHold up, skip all the singin' let's get right tonight mami
[Jay-Z]I know my English ain't as modest as you likeBut come, get some, you little bumsI take the cake from under the baker's thumbsI bake the cake, get two of them for oneThen I move the weight like I'm Oprah's sonUh, I'll show you how to do this sonYoung don't mess with chicks in Burberry paddingsFake Manolo boots straight from Steve Madden (u-uh)He padded hisself the rap J.F.K., you wanna pass for my Jaqueline OnassisThen, hop ya ass out that S-classLay back in that Maybach, roll the best grass, I askHave you in your long-legged lifeever seen a watch surrounded by this much pink ice?Look but don't touch, motherfucker think twice'Cause the gat that I clutch got a little red lightNeed a light?
[Hook]To smoke that la-la-laBeanie Sigel always smoking that la-la-laMemph' Bleek always smoking that la-la-laIt's the R.O.C. mami, sing our lullabyC'mon!
[Chorus]Excuse me miss, I'm the shitYou should come, hang with me, basicallyHold up, skip all the singin' let's get right tonight mami
[Jay-Z]We got brothers full of Arm'i, mami's in ManoloBags by Chanel, all Louis Vuitton logosAll attracted to Hov' because they know doughWhen they see him, whips be EuropeanIf you're a ten, chances you're with himIf you're a five, you know you ridin' with themSick with the pen nigga, no physician in the world could fix himNo prescription, you could prescribe to subside, his afflictionHe's not a sane man, he's more like reign man - twitchin'You can't rain dance on his picnicNo Haitian voodoo, no headless chickens can dead his sicknessNo Ouija board, you can't see me dog, nigga you CB-4This ain't Chris Rock bitch, it's the R.O.C. bitchAnd I'm the franchise like a Houston Rocket, Yao Ming!
[Hook]Still smokin that la-la-laMemph' Bleek still smokin that la-la-laBeanie Sigel, Desert Eagle, the four-ty fiveIt's the R.O.C. baby, sing our lullabyC'mon!
[Chorus]Excuse me miss, I'm the shitYou should come, hang with me, basicallyHold up, skip all the singin' let's get right tonight mami
[Verse Three: Kanye West]She playin she hate when I'm name droppinSo when I talk rap, she gon' change topicsBut I got a plan B that's planned out, for when things don't pan outHov' tellin ya mind brother, I'ma play shy brotherSo you take the Destiny Child girl in the Coupe?Then I'ma try bag the ones that got kicked out the groupI figured that'll be simple, I'll just help 'em with their demoHelp 'em to the limo, play the upboard instrumentalsAnd she - grabbed my tattoo, peeped my credentialsAnd she - grabbed my pants, felt the potentialAnd I - rubbed 'bout every essentialThat have fun breakin her fundamentalsExcuse me miss, the artist of the new milleniumHas finally stopped drivin that blue MilleniumAnd got a good of trenny and filled it with plenty of Henneyand Remi and weed, 'til she higher than Hilliam
[Hook]If she pass me, smoke that la-la-laMemphis Bleek always smokin that la-la-laBeanie Sigel, Desert Eagle, the four-ty fiveIt's the R.O.C. bitch, sing our lullabyC'mon!
[Chorus]Excuse me miss, I'm the shitYou should come, hang with me, basicallyWHOA, skip all the singin' let's get right tonight, mami
