Letras:
Ex Security

' some Appleton Usually the things I desire I always apprehend Back again, return of the mack again "Deceiving" was cool, I'll never record the track again Even though my ex

ex-friend, ex-homey, ex-lover So stop the phone calls, voicemails, etc. Shawty keep the ring, forget the day I ever met ya [1] Ex Ex Ex (Ex)

he comes home, he's relaxed with pep He always got a gift for me, everytime I see him A lot of snot nose, ex-flames couldn't be him He never ran a corny

, comin' through L or Tampa on vogues In Uncle Mooney's 'lac wit a hood rat ho She got three kids and about four goals She serve her pop ex and fuck other

get a little more Or something more secure In the house cuddled up on the couch With the woman adore Or in the streets steady breaking the law Or creeping with my ex

little skinny curly fries I might feel important As a security guard And I'd love to lean on you When times get too hard, hey Maybe I'll be the overweight Ex

Roy Jones fight in the third row Chick like Cease, you the hottest I heard yo I'm like yeah right trick Wish like words yo I spin around see my ex I

powerful machine gun stun Ba-bum-bum-bum-bum-bum, ambulance, lights bright Paramedics fetish your legs with eggs chicken hatch Can't find too they dead ex

a bigtown store Security floors one to four They had cameras in the clothes dummies. A man came up to them He wanted sex in the dummies eyes Then came up the cry: "Security