Damages
Sayin' I remind you of your ex-boyfriend
But girl I ain't none of them
I don't understand why you move so shook
Treat me like I'm one of them
You think I'ma do you bad
Girl, I ain't even on that
You know you kept gettin' me mad
All you do is nag
And girl man, you're chattin', you're chattin', you're chattin', you're chattin' shit
I ain't gon' pay for them damages
Girl, you're with me, can you manage it?
Get over your ex-boyfriend
Stop chattin' and chattin' and chattin' and chattin' shit
I ain't gon' pay for them damages
Girl, you're with me, can you manage it?
Get over your ex, stop balancin'
Look
See, I ain't never done you dirty
But you treat me like I done you dirty (woo)
Now I make money off the gigs
There ain't no white girl whippin' that Cersei
Big man buyin' thirty, Versace racks, act lookin' nerdy (uh)
Just don't treat me like Phil
Baby and I'll never treat you like Shirley (uh, Cadet, Cadet)
If you're with me, then you're with me
I don't care what your ex did, man it's history
Why he treated you like a fool? It's a mystery
I ain't tryna come back to this, I ain't a Frisbee
I don't talk to you about my ex girl (why? Cah you ain't my ex girl)
Because you ain't my ex girl
Switch gyal like Mis-Teeq, have you vexin'
It's your fault, wanna talk about your ex man (Cadet, Cadet)
Sayin' I remind you of your ex-boyfriend
But girl I ain't none of them
I don't understand why you move so shook
Treat me like I'm one of them
You think I'ma do you bad
Girl, I ain't even on that
You know you kept gettin' me mad
All you do is nag
And girl man, you're chattin', you're chattin', you're chattin', you're chattin' shit
I ain't gon' pay for them damages
Girl, you're with me, can you manage it?
Get over your ex-boyfriend
Stop chattin' and chattin' and chattin' and chattin' shit
I ain't gon' pay for them damages
Girl, you're with me, can you manage it?
Get over your ex, stop balancin' (Cadet, Cadet)
If I don't ever do you like that
Baby, how you gon' do me like that?
Your ex ain't even got sauce
You can't compare, he ain't even all that (uh)
Man, I'm Ric Flair with the drip
Baby suits, yeah I got her on tie (woo)
And if your ex chattin' that smack
I'll be lookin' for your ex, like he was on a map
Man I got, a big black cannon cocked
If your ex tryna chat a lot (uh)
Man ah boss (uh)
Tell 'em how your man ah boss
Long stick like Camelot (Boom)
Yeah, your ting turn up, turn up, it's true
Make him wan' run up, run up on you
Baby girl you're mine, I will squeeze on the sight
So your boy he got bun up, bun up, call you (hahaha)
Sayin' I remind you of your ex-boyfriend
But girl I ain't none of them
I don't understand why you move so shook
Treat me like I'm one of them
You think I'ma do you bad
Girl, I ain't even on that
You know you kept gettin' me mad
All you do is nag
And girl man, you're chattin', you're chattin', you're chattin', you're chattin' shit
I ain't gon' pay for them damages
Girl, you're with me, can you manage it?
Get over your ex-boyfriend
Stop chattin' and chattin' and chattin' and chattin' shit
I ain't gon' pay for them damages
Girl, you're with me, can you manage it?
Get over your ex, stop balancin'