Eric Bellinger - Ain't Ya Ex Lyrics
  • #
  • A
  • B
  • C
  • D
  • E
  • F
  • G
  • H
  • I
  • J
  • K
  • L
  • M
  • N
  • O
  • P
  • Q
  • R
  • S
  • T
  • U
  • V
  • W
  • X
  • Y
  • Z
  • Send a Lyrics

    Ain't Ya Ex

    [Intro: Eric Bellinger]
    Aw yeah, oh
    Player shit only, yeah, yeah, yeah
    This gon' be your favorite song
    (Hol' up, hol' up)

    [Verse 1: Eric Bellinger]
    I'ma have to call you
    You might have to fall through, yeah
    I might just need all of you
    Can you give me all you? Yeah
    Baby, I'm the one for you, yeah
    All I got is love for you
    I might put my tongue on you
    I wanna eat some of you, yeah

    [Chorus: Eric Bellinger]
    Said I ain't nothin' like yo ex nigga, yeah
    Uplift and bench-press, nigga, yeah
    Said, I'm a young, rich, blessed, nigga, yeah
    I'm a famous like Dex nigga, yeah
    She said I remind her of her ex-nigga, yeah
    Said, boy you only want the sex, nigga, yeah
    But I'ma call, not text nigga
    I'ma put you in a ring and white dress nigga, yeah
    I ain't your ex-nigga
    Ex-nigga, ex-nigga, yeah
    I love my other hoes, they pressed, nigga
    Ex-nigga, I ain't you ex-nigga, yeah
    Said, I ain't nothin' like your ex-nigga
    Ain't your ex, your, ain't your ex, yeah, yeah, yeah
    Ain't your ex, oh, ain't your ex (It's Eazy)

    [Verse 2: Mila J]
    Mila J to the rescue (Mila, Mila)
    I'm about my checks too (Hold up, Mila)
    I'm a goddess so I can bless you (Bless you)
    If you're lucky, I might sex you
    First, I gotta know, boy, what that head do? (Oh yeah)
    I'ma send a pic to test you (Oh yeah)
    I know, I impress you (Oh yeah)
    So shoot that PJ, need my leg room
    Baby, I ain't nothing like your ex-bitch (Ain't your ex)
    Let's get this shit established (Ain't your ex)
    Hella badder that a bad bitch (Ain't your ex)
    Plus, my booty real, come grab it

    [Chorus: Eric Bellinger & (Mila J)]
    Girl, I ain’t nothin' like yo ex nigga, oh no no
    Uplift and bench-press, nigga, yeah
    Said, I'm a young, rich, blessed, nigga
    I'ma put you in a ring and white dress nigga
    I ain't your ex-nigga (ex)
    Ex-nigga (ex), ex-nigga, yeah (ex)
    I love my other hoes, they pressed, nigga, yeah (ooh, ex)
    Ex-nigga (ex), I ain't you ex-nigga
    Said, I ain't nothin' like your ex-nigga

    [Verse 3: Tink]
    I got this message for my next love
    Hope you ain't as messy as my ex was
    Words don't mean a thing, words don't mean a thing
    You gon' break my heart, then tell me I changed
    Like my ex-nigga
    I always swear, I'm freaking on the next nigga
    Don't be like my ex, nigga
    I'm gon' leave you lonely one day
    What you tryna say?
    'Cause words don't mean a thing
    Fuck a car, baby, pull up (Pull up, pull up, pull up)
    Right now, right now, yeah
    I just wanna roll with you
    Sorry for the attitude
    You know what he put me through

    [Chorus: Eric Bellinger & (Mila J)]
    Girl, I ain’t nothin' like yo ex nigga, oh no no no
    Uplift and bench-press, nigga, yeah
    (I'ma young) Said, I'm a young, rich, blessed, nigga
    I'ma put you in a ring and white dress nigga, yeah
    I ain't your ex-nigga (ex), ex-nigga (ex), ex-nigga (ex)
    I love my other hoes, they pressed, nigga (ooh, ex)
    Ex-nigga(ex), I ain't you ex-nigga
    Said, I ain't nothin' like your ex-nigga
    Ain't your ex, your, ain't your ex
    Ain't your ex, ain't your ex (I ain't nothing like your ex-nigga)
    I ain't your ex nigga
    Ain't your ex

    [Outro: Eric Bellinger]
    Ooh, yeah, Mila, Mila, Mila
    Shoutout Tink
    She did her thing
    And you know me (It's Eazy)
    It's all Easy
    It's too easy, way too easy
    And I ain't nothing like your ex-nigga
    It's all Easy
    It's too easy, way too easy
    So take my number, that's a Eazy Call
    Haven't seen you in a while
    Girl, I'm realy...

      Comments

    There is no comment.
    Leave a Comment
    *Your comment will be published after approval.