-kisses to my exes. Who don't give a about me. Kisses, kisses to the next ones. Who think they can live without me. We make up, then we break up. Then they swear they'll never call me. But I still keep
, fly your bae down for the Essence. For the record I knew Khaled when that boy was spinnin' records. Mula gang winning record, I'm just flexing on my exes, oh God!. Yeah, you're lookin' at the truth, the
Hey I know it's getting pretty late, but I was wondering, how are things around the office these days? Did your boss ever give you that raise? Does that guy still work next door, the one with two
unaware of where you used to put your mouth. And who you write your *** songs about. I want to live in a world where all your exes are dead. I want to kill all the memories that you save in your head. Be
. Never forget. And all the boys are smoking menthols. Girls are getting back rubs. I will drift to you if you make yourself shake fast enough. My old aches become new again. My old friends become exes
. Never forget. And all the boys are smoking menthols. Girls are getting back rubs. I will drift to you if you make yourself shake fast enough. My old aches become new again. My old friends become exes
' too hard. He don't try at all, though. Younger than my exes but he act like such a man, so. I see nothing better, I keep him forever. Like a vendetta-ta. I-I-I see how this is gon' go. Touch me and
