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Jack McCoy
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Thomas Gross
Songwriter
Songtexte
Your ex be on my privates I ain't talking bout my story
My ego is enormous it's gon burn some bridges for me
Two middle fingers to the fuckers that ignore me
Chuck the duece up I ain't lying I ain't sorry
Why you tripping why you bitching that's just one side of the story
Try to hear me out I scream and shout but you choose to ignore me
I'm running from nothing cause I'm just chasing the sun
And I got nothing to do, nothing to lose
Nothing to keep me from you
My mind so confused
How I could love you and you couldn't too
Got another bottle but I drink it I don't pour it
Heart is racing fast like I just shifted and I floored it
Your ex be on my privates I ain't talking bout my story
My ego is enormous it's gon burn some bridges for me
Two middle fingers to the fuckers that ignore me
Chuck the duece up I ain't lying I ain't sorry
I ain't sorry
For coming here and fucking up the party
I'm smoking on that pack pack you smoking on some barley
She lying on her back flat can't handle her bacardi
Handing out some heart attacks her name ms melancholy
Can't fuck a bitch, if she got fucking insecurities
She call me dad, but her daddy ain't approve of it
Can get a bag and I can tell you I ain't new to it
Ain't fucking with these groupies my chick bad could call me Ludacris
She ain't gonna rock it 'less it's Christian Dior
If it's your number imma block it I ain't fucking with you any more
1 am hit my phone when I'm all alone
I smoke to forget
Late night I'm in my zone
Your ex be on my privates I ain't talking bout my story
My ego is enormous it's gon burn some bridges for me
Two middle fingers to the fuckers that ignore me
Chuck the duece up I ain't lying I ain't sorry
Writer(s): Jack Mccoy
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