Ain’t Ya Ex lyrics

[Intro: Eric Bellinger]
Aw yeah, oh
Player sh*t 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 n*gga, yeah
Uplift and bench-press, n*gga, yeah
Said, I'm a young, rich, blessed, n*gga, yeah
I'm a famous like Dex n*gga, yeah
She said I remind her of her ex-n*gga, yeah
Said, boy you only want the sex, n*gga, yeah
But I'ma call, not text n*gga
I'ma put you in a ring and white dress n*gga, yeah
I ain't your ex-n*gga
Ex-n*gga, ex-n*gga, yeah
I love my other hoes, they pressed, n*gga
Ex-n*gga, I ain't you ex-n*gga, yeah
Said, I ain't nothin' like your ex-n*gga
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-b*tch (Ain't your ex)
Let's get this sh*t established (Ain't your ex)
Hella badder that a bad b*tch (Ain't your ex)
Plus, my booty real, come grab it

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

[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-n*gga
I always swear, I'm freaking on the next n*gga
Don't be like my ex, n*gga
I'm gon' leave you lonely one day
What you tryna say?
'Cause words don't mean a thing
f*ck 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 n*gga, oh no no no
Uplift and bench-press, n*gga, yeah
(I'ma young) Said, I'm a young, rich, blessed, n*gga
I'ma put you in a ring and white dress n*gga, yeah
I ain't your ex-n*gga (ex), ex-n*gga (ex), ex-n*gga (ex)
I love my other hoes, they pressed, n*gga (ooh, ex)
Ex-n*gga(ex), I ain't you ex-n*gga
Said, I ain't nothin' like your ex-n*gga
Ain't your ex, your, ain't your ex
Ain't your ex, ain't your ex (I ain't nothing like your ex-n*gga)
I ain't your ex n*gga
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-n*gga
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...