Ain't Ya Ex Lyrics - Eric Bellinger

[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 

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[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 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 fatter 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'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 for a 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 

[??] before the [??] 

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