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...