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Excuse My Hands Lyrics

"Excuse My Hands" was written by Darrell Allamby;algernod Washington;justin Franks;oliver Goldstein;lincoln Browder.
"Excuse My Hands" was written by Darrell Allamby;algernod Washington;justin Franks;oliver Goldstein;lincoln Browder.

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Whats haenin baby?
Let ya lil' whoa Plies tell you whats goin on wit a man
My hands been gettin me in a lot of trouble lately so

Please excuse my hands
They just wanna touch
They just wanna feel
They dont mean no harm
Baby, just excuse my hands

Baby, please excuse my hands
I apologize, they have a one track mind
To squeeze on your behind
Baby, just excuse my hands
Please excuse my hands

Wit my hands I can make you do a lot of things
Have you engagin in some activities you cant explain
Leave my fingerprints on every inch yo damn frame
Wit this one finger I can make you get off the chain

Get that lick, gimme my hands, they get they own brains
They wanna touch ya, they wanna rub ya, they wanna feel yo frame
Run my hands through yo hair and go against yo grain
Let me message ya baby and help ya ease ya pain

You wanna get comfortable?
Take your shorts off, I can help you change
Wanna take my hands off, but I cant, they just gon call yo' name
If I cant squeeze and I cant hold ya it dont feel the same
It aint my fault baby, my hands' the one to blame

Please excuse my hands
They just wanna touch
They just wanna feel
They dont mean no harm
Baby, just excuse my hands

Baby, please excuse my hands
I apologize, they have a one track mind
To squeeze on your behind
Baby, just excuse my hands
Please excuse my hands

Ima do ya like this and do ya like that
I promise you gon like the way I touch on you
So jump up in dis Benz and let the seat back
I promise you gon' like da way I feel on you

Im do ya til yo body say ooh
Ima do it til yo' mouth breathes no more
I said, Excuse my hands, she said "Boy stop playin
Come make love to yo' number one fan, hello"
(Please excuse my hands)

Before I kiss ya or make love to ya, I wanna touch
Can you please face the wall? You 'bout to get strip searched
My hands talkin to me, they want now whats under yo' skirt
Let me be the one that do the honors, help you wit yo shirt

My hands dont like to be unemployed, they like to work
I been told my hands a little mannish, they like to flirt
God knows women the sexy thing he put on this Earth
My hand cravin yo' little sweet body and its gettin' worse

I wanna thank you and your body for helpin me write this verse
My hands'll never leave yo body, baby they so loyal
Do me a favor, look on the dresser and grab that baby oil
Aint got to be the one that do it, my hands gon spoil ya

Please excuse my hands
They just wanna touch
They just wanna feel
They dont mean no harm
Baby, just excuse my hands

Baby, please excuse my hands
I apologize, they have a one track mind
To squeeze on your behind
Baby, just excuse my hands
Please excuse my hands

Keep doin it, keep doin it, keep doin it to me
Keep doin it, keep doin it, I swear Ill never leave
Keep doin it, keep doin it, keep doin it shawty shawty

Woke up in the spot
Oh yeah the boys on fire
Im wit my nigga Plies

Songwriters
Darrell Allamby;Algernod Washington;Justin Franks;Oliver Goldstein;Lincoln Browder

Published by
J. FRANKS PUBLISHING;FIRST AND GOLD PUBLISHING;ARTIST PUBLISHING GROUP

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