30 lyrics for "He your ex, I'm your ex too"

Heaven sends A song through its doors Just as if it seems to know I'm exclusively yours Knowing this I feel but one way You will understand too In these words that I say I'll close my eyes To everyone but you
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Got no friends up next to me, enemies too close Raf Simons on my feet that's why I fucked your ho Middlefingers to my enemies, I stay in my glo You know they're gonna intervene, my niggas do the most Ballin', I'm just on it, I'm just on it Gettin' it,
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Niggas know what I'm about out here I don't toot my own horn 'cause I don't have to You can run your mouth, I don't care But if you get too close, I'm gonna clap you It's too real out here to be scared A real nigga gonna do whatever he has to A man is
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Na na na na When you're ready come and get it When you're ready When you're ready, ready I'm not too shy to show I love you, I got no regrets. So baby whenever you're ready You ain't gotta worry, it's an open invitation I'll be sittin' right here, real
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I don't know where I'm headed But I'm going too fast I think I'm going to crash I refuse to be your victim I refuse to be your slave I keep on burning my bridges I keep on fucking up everything Running from desperation god knows where I've been I'm going
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I still get jealous 'Cause you’re too sexy, beautiful And everybody wants a taste That’s why (that’s why) I turn my cheer music up And I’m puffing my chest You can call me obsessed It’s not your fault that they hover I mean no disrespect
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Na na na na When you're ready come and get it When you're ready When you're ready, ready I'm not too shy to show I love you, I got no regrets. So baby whenever you're ready You ain't gotta worry, it's an open invitation I'll be sittin' right here, real
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There's not a thing you can do You're fucked and I am too I can't remember the last time I smiled Behind these eyes there's a devil inside Oh God I know I'm fucked Something is just not right I need to leave this place Out of mind, out of sight My evil
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It's been a long time, a time I shouldn't left you Without a Mustard beat to step to Flex to, let loose, finesse to Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, bang your set too Aw damn, no they didn't Three Musketeers back together and they winning And they getting too
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