Plies - Please Excuse My Hands (featuring Jamie Foxx & The-Dream) Lyrics

PLIES

What's happenin' baby (what's's happenin' baby) let your wody plies tell u what's goin on wit him man, my hands been getting' me in alotta trouble lately so

JAMIE FOXX

Please excuse my hands, they jus wannna touch, they jus wanna feel, they don't mean no harm, baby jus excuse my hands (wahh oooohx2) baby please excuse my hands, I apologize, they have a one track mind to squeeze on your behind baby jus excuse my hands (wahh oohhhx2) please excuse my hands

VERSE 1

Wit my hands I can make you do alotta thangs, have you engaging in some activities you can't explain. Leave my finger prints on every inch of yo damn frame, wit dis one finger I can make you get off da chain Get dat liquor in me my hands dey git dey own brains. They wanna touch you they wanna rub you, they wanna feel your frame. Run my hands through your hair and go against ya grain lemme massage you baby and help you ease ya pain. You wanna get comfortable take ya shorts off, I can help you change. Wanna take my hands off ya, but I can't they jus gon call ya name If I can't squeeze n I can't hold ya it don't feel the same, it ain't my fault baby, my hands the one to blame

JAMIE FOXX

Please excuse my hands, they jus wannna touch, they jus wanna feel, they don't mean no harm, baby jus excuse my hands (excuse my hands my hands my hands) baby please excuse my hands, I apologize, they have a one track mind to squeeze on your behind baby jus excuse my hands please excuse my hands

DREAM

I'ma do ya like this, and do ya like that, I promise you gon like it, way I touch on you. So jump up in this benz and let the seat back, I promise you gon like the way I feel on you I'ma do ya til ya body say (ohhh) Ima do it to you mouth breathes no more. I said excuse my hands, she said boy stop playin' make love to your number one fan

JAMIE

(Please excuse my hands.)

VERSE 2

Before I kiss ya and make love ta ya I wanna touch. Can you please face the wall you bout ta get strip searched, my hands talkin' ta me they want now what's under ya skirt, let me be da one to do the honors help ya wit ya shirt. My hands don't like ta be unemployed they like ta work, I've been tol my hands a lil manners, they like ta flirt. God knows when the sex is der you put on dessert. my hands craving your lil sweet body it's getting worse. I wanna thank you n ya body for helpin' me write this verse, my hands will never leave ya body baby they so loyal, do me a favor look on the dresser and grab that baby oil, ain't got to be the one do it my hands gon spoil ya

Chorus

DREAM

Keep doin' it, keep doin' it, keep doin' it to me. Keep doin' it, keep doin' it, I swear I'll never leave. Keep doin it, keep doin it, keep doin it shawty, shawty. walk up in the spot,oh yea the boys on fiire I wit my n***a plies

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