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armani white - rob your ex. lyrics

[intro]
hey babe
i miss you
wait, what?
you are crazy
i mean, i’m ready when you are

[verse 1]
stunt when i walk through
my baby don’t jump for no come through’s
i’m blunt when i want you
hit once quick runtz i could talk to
think i’m capping, b+tch i don’t have friends
she got on rag pants, it’s from her last man
sound like a whole lotta boogers in a napkin
that ain’t my business, i ain’t asking
i know you want a n+gga with his head screwed fully on
lay the outfit on the bed ‘fore i put it on
if i bring her through i got my friends yelling put me on
if you let her go and then i get it then it’s good as gone
i say
same choppa just a different issue
and i don’t like the way the n+gga did you
it’s only right to make the split official
is if you take it with you
[chorus]
say, we should rob your ex n+gga, ex n+gga
i’m talking bout that n+gga, that n+gga
need a n+gga who gon’ step witcha, step witcha
not a n+gga that be pressing ya, i said
we should rob your ex n+gga, yes n+gga
i don’t like the way he texting ya
44 bulldog, i’m a pet sitter
them broads say you need a n+gga who gon’ step witcha
in broad day, broad day light

[verse 2]
i’m popping but i might just take a picture ayo
i’m single but i might just do it witcha ayo
my choppa but she c+ck it like she miss it ayo
my profit but i might get her the richard ayo
stamped for me, she run them bands for me
and now she wanna throw this g+lock in her gram story
couple hoopers in her comments getting cute for it
two pointers, n+gga do me foul then we can shoot for it
ay, i’d die for the guys
shorty wanna risk her life for the vibes
take a n+gga watch, don’t die for the ice
plus you know that sh+t gon’ look fly on my live, mhmm
you ain’t pay her no mind, n+gga
you was flexing knowing that she mine, n+gga
and she was running that sh+t back to mine, n+gga
and we got you lined, n+gga
[chorus]
say, we should rob your ex n+gga, ex n+gga
i’m talking bout that n+gga, that n+gga
need a n+gga who gon’ step witcha, step witcha
not a n+gga that be pressing ya, i said
we should rob your ex n+gga, yes n+gga
i don’t like the way he texting ya
44 bulldog, i’m a pet sitter
them broads say you need a n+gga who gon’ step witcha
in broad day, broad day light

- armani white lyrics

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