Chris Webby – Ex-Men Lyrics

Ex-Men Lyrics By Chris Webby

She rolls up like cannabis
With a look in her eyes, so scandalous, so
Come through with the candlelit
You should know, I’m the man with this
You can hit my phone, phone phone, phone, phone
Keep it low ’cause I’m pretty well-known
Did it on my own, self-made man
With a billion-dollar plan, let me take you home
Let me get in my zone

I’m not like others you’ve gotten with
I do not play all that drama sh*t
I’m not who you show up to momma with
But I’m who you could call if you want some d*ck
Whoa, no, they don’t do it like me
Baby, I got what you need
Skinny white boy but a certified G
When it comes to bum-bum-bum up in the sheets, yeah

You feel me knocking so let me in
Yeah, I’m the one with the medicine
I’m not one for the flexing
But girl, I’ma do it better than your ex-men
And I know where your head has been
Yeah, you want me, it’s evident
I’m not one for the flexing
But girl, I’ma do it better than your ex-men

Ooh my money looking better than Beyoncé
Married to the game, I make her my fiancée
Finna ball in this b*tch like Dion Waiters
I be smoking that p*ssy like I roll paper
I done took, took her to the jet, ay
I done had her drip, dripping, p*ssy wet, ay
For that matter I’m slip, slipping on the
Running got them b*tches tryna plot, ay, ay, ay

Bad little b*tch, she wanna f*ck and I wanna f*ck, too
Got twenties on a buck, Timbuktu
Top ​n**** pay me and f*ck you
I done took a twenty on the seven
Every little b*tch that I’ma run to
Got good p*ssy and some good tongue too
I be smoking that p*ssy, it’s like she break a lung too
If you want to, baby, we can come through, ooh

You feel me knocking so let me in
Yeah, I’m the one with the medicine
I’m not one for the flexing
But girl, I’ma do it better than your ex-men
And I know where your head has been
Yeah, you want me, it’s evident
I’m not one for the flexing
But girl, I’ma do it better than your ex-men

Girl, I’ma do it better than your ex-men
Girl, I’ma do it better than your ex-men
Girl, I’ma do it better than your ex-men
Girl, I’ma do it better than your ex-men
Girl, I’ma do it better than your ex-men
Girl, I’ma do it better than your ex-men
I’m not one for the flexing
But girl, I’ma do it better than your ex-men

You feel me knocking so let me in
Yeah, I’m the one with the medicine
I’m not one for the flexing
But girl, I’ma do it better than your ex-men
And I know where your head has been
Yeah, you want me, it’s evident
I’m not one for the flexing
But girl, I’ma do it better than your ex-me