Lewis Fitzgerald, NSG - Tell Your Ex (Woi Oi)

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whole song: C#m B C#m Gm7
 
C#m B C#m Gm7Tell your ex I'm sorry If I drip too hard, only got plus one for the
C#m B C#m Gm7 C#m Bparty I make a VIP, have a BRB in the mornin'
C#m Gm7Boy oh, now
C#m B C#m Gm7I got them all talkin' But I don't hear nothin', shh
 
C#m BCame to the party just to show off my new outfit
C#m Gm7Can't get this one, it ain't out yet
C#m BWant exclusive life, baby, I'm your outlet
C#m Gm7Too much splash, don't know what the drought
 
is She left her ex for an ex-drug dealer
She impressed, the bad nature pleased her What's next, the sex gon' keep her
I'm a seasoned vet Tell your ex I'm sorry
If I'm wimpy, already know there's firearms in the party
She already know it's a gangsta party, so no phones allowed
I don't Do coke, so I'm smokin' loud Put her on the guest list, she let her guard down
She got a man, but not right now
Big things I run round, yeah I ain't like who the man that you're used to
Bad man, I run round, yeah So stay clean, and tell your ex I'm sorry
If I drip too hard, only got plus one for the party
I make a VIP, have a BRB in the mornin'
Boy, oh, now I got a mouth talkin' But I don't hear nothin'
Blah, blah, I can't no hear ya That's far, all of my creda
Cryin' hard, that's who my breda Atwa, they say I'm stellar
You think I'm better, cause I make a waiter Callin' me a doctor, anytime a healer
Back from a foreigner, made up of noia Man out to score
Yeah, my bitch bad and she photogenic Had to shout out to her mama, she got good genetic
Now I can only Do premium, I don't Do generic I'm lookin' after myself, I drink ginger turmeric
Like my cake, with a cherry on top Made a investment, started sellin' off stock
Hate me or love me, I know you gon' watch Cause you ain't got a choice when your eyes on the top
Big things I run round, yeah I ain't like who the man that you're used to
Every bad man I run round, yeah So stay clear, and tell your ex I'm sorry
If I drip too hard, we Go plus one for the party
Make a VIP, have a BRB in the morning Boy, oh, now I got a mouth talkin'
But I don't hear nothin'
Pull up in two car One for the man dem, one for the girl dem
Came in today, dance peacefully We just want to party
No good means be a fool, cause I came in my parties
If I offend you, how you gon' turn back to tell you sorry?
Came in lookin' like a check, probably thought I planned it
Been a decade, still here, they don't understand it
This year I made so much money, I can't rip a bandit
She come alive at night, gyal is sick, can it?
Give dem a best wishes, they see us and get awkward feelings
They see us shine and their eyes twitchin' I know they can't stand me, cause
Big things I run round, yeah I ain't like who the man that you're used to
Every bad man I run round, yeah So stay clear, and tell your ex I'm sorry
If I drip too hard, we Go plus one for the party
Make a VIP of a BRB in the morning Now I got Gm all talkin', but I don't hear nothin'
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