La-La-La (Excuse Me Again) Lyrics by JAŸ-Z

“La-La-La” is a (alternatively titled “La-La-La (Excuse Me Miss Again)”) is a prominent 2003 hip hop single by American artist JAŸ-Z. It serves as a darker, street-oriented sequel to his hit song “Excuse Me Miss”.

La-La-La (Excuse Me Again) Lyrics by JAŸ-Z

You can’t roll a blunt to this one

You gotta, you gotta well, ya gotta light a J

You gotta puff a J on this one

You can’t even drink Crist-owl on this one

You gotta drink Crist-all

Buy some red wine, a little Gocha

You’re so contagious, I can’t take it have my baby, let’s just make it

Excuse me, what’s your name?

Can I get my grown man on for one second?

Cause I see some ladies tonight that should be hanging wit’ Jay-Z, Jay-Z

Lady, excuse me miss, what’s your name?

Can you come, hang with me?

Possibly, can I take you out, tonight

You already know what it’s hitting for

Ma I got whatever outside and you know what I’m sitting on

fifty fifty venture with them S dots kicking off

Armadale popping now, only bring a nigga more

Only thing missing is a Missus

You ain’t even gotta do the dishes, got two dishwashers

Got one chef, one maid, all I need is a partner

To play spades with the cards up, all trust

Who else you goin’ run with, the truth is us

Only dudes moving units, ’em, Pimp Juice and us

It’s the Roc in here!

Maybach outside gots rocks in air

PJ’s on the runway, Young got air

I don’t land at a airport, I call it the clear port

Therefore, I don’t wanna hear more

Back and forth about who’s hot as Young, holla!

Excuse me, damn!

You’re so contagious, I can’t take it have my baby, let’s just make it

Lady (You gotta puff a J to this one

Can’t roll a blunt up to this one boy)

You’re so contagious, I can’t take it have my baby, let’s just make it

Excuse me, what’s your name?

Cause I see some ladies tonight

That should be rolling with Jay-Z, Jay-Z

Lady! What’s your name?

Cause I see some ladies tonight

That should be rolling with Jay-Z, Jay-Z

Everybody’s like, “He’s no item! Please don’t like him.

He don’t wife ’em, he one nights ’em!”

Now she don’t like him, she never met him

Groupies try to take advantage of him, he won’t let ’em

He don’t need ’em, so he treats ’em like he treats ’em

Better them than me, she don’t agree with him

She’s mad at that, he’s not having that

So those opposites attract like mag-a-nets

She sees more than the Benz wagon, the friends taggin’ along

With a flashy nigga bragging on the song

She gets a glimpse of Shawn and she likes that

He 2-ways her, so she writes back

Smiley faces after all of her phrases

Either she the one or I’m caught in “The Matrix”

But fuck it, let the Fish-burne

Red or green pill, you live and you learn, c’mon!

Excuse me, damn! (You gotta throw on your fine linens for this one)

You’re so contagious, I can’t take it have my baby, let’s just make it

Lady (Gotta throw on ya Scooby Doo’s, those are shoes by the way)

You’re so contagious, I can’t take it have my baby, let’s just make it

Excuse me, what’s your name?

For the grown and sexy, only for the grown and sexy

Lady! What’s your name?

So foxy girl, you’re so hot to trot

Love let’s go half on a son, I know my past ain’t one

You can easily get past, but that chapter is done

But I’m done reading for now

Remember spades face up, you can believe him for now

But ma you got a for real f’serious role

I’m bout to give you all the keys and security codes

‘Bout to show you where the cheese, let you know I ain’t playing

But, before I jump out the window, what’s your name?

Excuse me, damn!

You’re so contagious, I can’t take it have my baby, let’s just make it

Lady, you’re so contagious, I can’t take it have my baby, let’s just make it

Excuse me, what’s your name?

So foxy girl, so hot to trot,

Lady! What’s your name?

You’re so foxy girl, you’re so hot to trot

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