Tunji Ige - The Ex Song lyrics

rate me

(Intro x2)

Rollin' out, dashin' checks

Poppin' bottles, shit on my ex

Fuckin' bitches, gettin' money

Fuckin' bitches, gettin' money

(Hook x2)

Rollin' out, dashin' checks

Poppin' bottles, shit on my ex

Fuckin' bitches, gettin' money

Fuckin' bitches, gettin' money

(Verse)

Gone too fast, now I need to switch the lane

I'm prayin' that I neva call you out yo name

For the price of fame will I change?

I'm already ballin', but the shit different game

And you a different girl in this different world

Skin of a goddess, plus she got a way with curls

Think I'm Peter Parker way I talk to Mary Jane

But I can't complain baby, go ahead and do your thing

(Hook x2)

Rollin' out, dashin' checks

Poppin' bottles, shit on my ex

Fuckin' bitches, gettin' money

Fuckin' bitches, gettin' money

(Verse 2)

With a project full of love

No pun intend they see I cuffed her with my charm

I apprehend her, yeah, I got her on my arm

Everything I want, everything I need

Ring the alarm, and let her know (woah)

Who be puttin' on

I'm gettin' throw throats, you know that I'm gone

I'm on my Philly shit, I'm good(?) another charm

Tho she replacin' all yo memories

So let's agree to disagree and you can see foreva I'll be

(Hook x2)

Rollin' out, dashin' checks

Poppin' bottles, shit on my ex

Fuckin' bitches, gettin' money

Fuckin' bitches, gettin' money

(Bridge)

Rollin' out, gettin' money