I Hate Your Ex-Girlfriend Testo
Testo I Hate Your Ex-Girlfriend
Set this bitch in motion, she's emotional
I ain't tryna make this conversational
If she was really somethin', she'd still have him though
Uh
Gave it up, I done stole your love
You don't think you show me why you hate him much
Honeycup, hate yo see you stuck
Try to make him jealous, he don't give a—
I hate you ex-girlfriend
I don't think that she's approppriate
Someone help her little basic face
And tell he that she's holdin' to nothin'
I hate you ex-girlfriend
Obvious she ain't found someone yet
I'ma send some flowers to her ego
And I wish she walks away with somethin'
I hate you bitches, misogynistic
Mad at me but I'm not his misses
I hate you, you right now
Karma, karma for the ex-bitches
I'm the ex, ho, x-rated
You want him but I made him
Don't get put on a body bag
I get fucked up when I'm faded (Huh)
Put a tic-tac on it like a fresh tip
Rock a bowl on your coffin like it's Christmas You a sick ho, you should make a death wish
Scarlet letter and I seal it with a french kiss, mwah
Your ex-boyfriend can't get it
Havoc in 24/7
Heard you tryna say you are over him
Until you let the alcohol set in
You must still wear him nameless
I know it's so frustrating
I'm still in his mouth
An he can't keep me out like ooh, ah
I hate you ex-girlfriend
I don't think that she's approppriate
Someone help her little basic face
And tell he that she's holdin' to nothin'
I hate you ex-girlfriend
Obvious she ain't found someone yet
I'ma send some flowers to her ego
And I wish she walks away with somethin
I ain't tryna make this conversational
If she was really somethin', she'd still have him though
Uh
Gave it up, I done stole your love
You don't think you show me why you hate him much
Honeycup, hate yo see you stuck
Try to make him jealous, he don't give a—
I hate you ex-girlfriend
I don't think that she's approppriate
Someone help her little basic face
And tell he that she's holdin' to nothin'
I hate you ex-girlfriend
Obvious she ain't found someone yet
I'ma send some flowers to her ego
And I wish she walks away with somethin'
I hate you bitches, misogynistic
Mad at me but I'm not his misses
I hate you, you right now
Karma, karma for the ex-bitches
I'm the ex, ho, x-rated
You want him but I made him
Don't get put on a body bag
I get fucked up when I'm faded (Huh)
Put a tic-tac on it like a fresh tip
Rock a bowl on your coffin like it's Christmas You a sick ho, you should make a death wish
Scarlet letter and I seal it with a french kiss, mwah
Your ex-boyfriend can't get it
Havoc in 24/7
Heard you tryna say you are over him
Until you let the alcohol set in
You must still wear him nameless
I know it's so frustrating
I'm still in his mouth
An he can't keep me out like ooh, ah
I hate you ex-girlfriend
I don't think that she's approppriate
Someone help her little basic face
And tell he that she's holdin' to nothin'
I hate you ex-girlfriend
Obvious she ain't found someone yet
I'ma send some flowers to her ego
And I wish she walks away with somethin
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