Someone Call My Ex Lyrics

Yeah, aye

Someone call my ex

And tell her that I miss her, miss her

Aye

Aye

Someone call my ex

And tell her that I miss her, miss her

Shouts out my ex

Aye

Someone call my ex

And tell her that I miss her, miss her

It's a lean with rock with it

4-5 pop with it

I don't need Picasso's I would rather have her art collection

Damn

Really love her with my heart

Bumping Wiz Khalifa, Black and Yellow

Pressing push to start

Push to start

I don't need no highs, I get highs off of kisses

Tell my ex girl, I don't need another mistress

Put that on my momma put that on my temple

I'm ready to purchase, I don't need a rental

People change, we ain't Dollar signs

Pennies, nickels, and a dime

You a ten in my lens

But I'm not gon' blood bend

Begging for attention

Rest in peace to all my brethren

Woah, woah, woah, wait

Aren't you doing that right now?

Agh, there's a difference

I make music

It ain't fake it's real

If I say I love my ex

Then I love her for real

If I say I miss my ex

Then I miss her for real

Second chances, they feel like a lotto

Slumdog millionaire

If we become a pair

Love her with such a love

Our kids won't doubt that love exists

I made a vow with the one above

I really would've done it to the letter

I lied to my first ex

When I told her no one would love her better

But I won't make the same mistake