Lyrics:
an ex (fuck an ex)
So I drop another track, yeah I'm next (yeah I'm next)
And I did it like that, I'm the best (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Diamonds I talk
your ex's throw ice picks
Oh Christ, it's no niceness
They gonna send her fake baby pictures in yo likeness
Yeah so many different flavors
So many
Not funded by Gilead Sciences
Funded by Blonded, independently
Let’s just get that out of the way
Club culture around late 70s and
80s nightlife
stereo
I'm so
I'm so far far
I see you're crying on the phone about me everyday
Oh yeah but where was that emotion
When I want you to stay
The only guy
nobody could tell
'Cause I never cry for help, I'd rather cry by myself (yeah)
Can't let what someone say about me make me now(woah-oh)
Thought I did
We've come to your planet as emissaries of universal intelligence
I'm convinced that the earth is being visited
By intelligently controlled
Oh baby I'm a mess
Baby I'm a mess
Can't you tell by the way I dress
Tell by the way I dress by the way I dress
Can't look you in the face
Look you
Flexim na tie ex ja flexim na tie ex
Čo stalkuju ma dodnes Čo stalkuju ma dodnes
Sa robí, že ju netrápim no chcela by (hey)
Sa robí, že ju netrápim
ain't no huncho, nigga (you ain't no huncho)
You the weakest link out of your clique, let's keep it a hundo, nigga (one hundred)
You fucked my ex
little lamb, little lamb
Debbie had a Satan spawn, Satan spawn
Mama, why do they keep saying this? I just don't understand, understand
And by the way,
Mowing the lawns at a high school in Arlington
And who's the richer man?
Oh oh oh oh oh (3x)
Who's the richer man?
Charles made a lot on Wall Street
perfection pass me by
Oh no no no no
You showed me love
You showed me love yeah
Real word to the man up above yeah you showed me love
So lay me bare
And see
the sky, reflectin' back by my house
Some of my guys for murdered and damn, I feel lost in this lonely road
With no highs and only lows, and no ties, only
hate you bad
And I took you from your ex, she can take you back
And I took you from your ex, she can have your ass back
By now, yes, we should've
Looking down the barrel of a gun
All the drinks are free and your ex is gone
Another day in the sun has got you all fucked up
Watch out this is
equality
But why yo, a-bout Marcus Garvey
We there yo, I feel love his Majesty
Selassie I, soul that kept me
Selassie I, for I the trinity
A ex amount
(Bongo by the way)
It felt like a fairytale
Every time I saw, I know that a nigga fell so far deep in love
Like Mike when he found the glove,
I hope you fun with my psycho ex
You’re probably just a pretty girl with a pretty soul
Who’s about to get ruined by a pretty fake smile
I hope he
it be?"
"A martini and Rossi, Asi Spumante
By the way is that your Caadillac Allante
Parked outside right next to my Monte
Car? You can call it, my
again,
[Verse]
You're not done doubting,
Myself again,
Because I'm fed up,
Oh my ex-boyfriend,
[Bridge]
Don't want it anymore,
I live,
This fake
]
Yey Area bosses doin it so big
J Spencer
Oh boy
( *sax solo by J Spencer* )
on haunted hill
Every time you walk by your back get a chill
Let's peel, who want to talk rap skills
I spit like a semi-automatic to the grill
Elbow
gettin' slept on for
Oh why we walking with the rep up for
Waited by the cavity law
You know it if you came up poor my nigga
Picture a bus up north
You
I'm just tryna ride with you tonight
We gon' take it real easy
Love it when you right here, by my side
Thought my fucking ex bitch ruined this for
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