Ex-Girlfriend lyrics

[Intro]
Heh, Once again
The other damn level again
Told you I'd be back up at you, part two, uhh
(I can still f*ck all my ex girls)
I'm Wolfgang-banging, ah-heh, ah-heh, heh
(I can still f*ck all my ex girls)
Them b*tches livin true lies
(I can still f*ck all my ex... girls)
Peep the deception, ahahahaha
I be breakin 'em off and stickin' them thighs
While you lookin at her eyes, and hearin' nuttin' but lies

[Bushwick Bill]
Now I can still f*ck all my ex girls
I can give a f*ck if they were Johnny Gill's
Or even Keith Sweat's girls
I can push up on yo' stunt
So you can woo woo, and mao mao, all the f*ck you want
n*ggas get mad when they see the 'Wick comin'
Just because they b*tch used to be my woman, um
And I can't really blame you trick look at you right
Cause I can take your hoe home with me tonight, n*gga!
Must be somethin' 'bout the way I used to hit that juice spot
That keep yo' b*tch hot, and ridin' on my jock
Cause once I hook her it's on
I'll beat that on the boards, motherf*cker yo' hooker's gone
Player don't sweat it ain't sh*t you can do
I got the comeback stroke an' it's hundred proof
So once I f*ck your b*tch I'm always in her world
Yeah, the rude boy dread, can f*ck all his ex girls!
[Chorus 2x]
(I can still f*ck all my ex girls, n*gga)
(I can still f*ck all my ex girls)

[Bushwick Bill]
(Still f*ckin') Now I can still f*ck Michelle
Even though 'Chelle's got a n*gga named Mel
Now Mel's got it goin' on, worldwide ballin'
But every time Mel's gone, 'Chelle start callin'
Cause 'Chelle know that I'ma tap that ass real good
Mel's out of town, but I'm in the hood
So beep beep beep sh*t I'm on it, I hate to see her frown
Meet me at the 'tel in a gown
Now Mel's got a gang of hoes so he can't remember
That I'm that n*gga made his main b*tch shiver
She used to rent me cars, Cadillacs and Cherokees
Even swooped yo' sh*t, got an extra pair of keys
n*ggas be forgettin' about this man, sittin' next to the man
Sittin' next to the ex with the plan, and
That ex man is Muah
The n*gga with the excellent repertoire
I can still...

[Chorus]

[Bushwick Bill - over Chorus]
I don't know the reason why, I should be tellin' you
Quiet as kept, n*gga what? (laughing)
So I hear you wanna marry a b*tch?
(I can still f*ck her)
[Bushwick Bill]
Now I don't give a f*ck, if you went and sprung for a ring
I can make your main b*tch sing
So keep her real close, never let her outta sight
The phone ring it's me hangin' up late at night
Just because you won't let her out to club
Don't mean that I still can't get her love
So don't fall for the okey-doke, if you got a hunch
We be at the Motel 6, and your b*tch is lickin' nuts
When it come to f*ckin' ex hoes I'm the best
So you better keep yo' b*tch on house arrest
And don't you ever go to, jail
Cause I bet I'll f*ck yo' b*tch, before you make bail
Once you get out, check the mileage on your Beemer
And check your credit limit loc I schemed her
I got my whole crew rollin' through yo' world
Cause you got married to my ex girl, trick!

[Chorus]

[Outro]
(I can still f*ck her)
(I can still f*ck all my ex girls)
(I can still f*ck her)