Verse One
You know I used to be a player, fly girl layer and a heartbreaker,
lovemaker, backbreaker but then I made a
mistake yes I fell in love with this ill chick
sweatin` me for money, my name and the dilsnick
my homeboys told me to drop her for it would be to my benefit
she used to say I`d better quit hanging with those derelects
romancing is my thing but I can`t swing with no scheming hoes
wherever my beema goes you know that I`m driving
surviving in the 90`s is a must so I trust
that everyone listen up as my vocals give thrust
I bust my rhymes first never chasing a skirt
do much work while other suckas need more time to rehearse
now back to the ex-girls, ex-lovers, ex-friends
it made me mad to find that she was only after my ends
she phones me and goes on about her new life now
I wish she knew right now
I think she`s busted let`s discuss it
when I was with her no trust, just fights
just the he-say-she-say and the neighborhood highlights
bow I got my new girl or as I say my baby doll
but I`m still gettin` crazy calls, my ex-girl`s got balls
don`t wanna play the field cuz I get lovin` at home base
don`t gimme no long face just exit with a grace
you and I are the past, c`est la vie, much respect girl
but now you`re my ex-girl cuz I`m on with the next girl
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Next
<cuz girls look so good>
Verse Two
she had much loot liked to buy me fresh-dipped gear
liked to have me near cuz of my svoir faire
the time we shared was brief cuz I needed relief
from her high-classed antics and all her conceit
now she`s crying wolf and I like don`t wanna hear that
I told her the bear facts when things started out
she wines and she pouts about how I did her bad
yo but she`d tried to buy me
even tempt me with the hiney
I fell for a sec cuz the clothes were real fly
I could almost feel I
would give into her whims
her thoughts were erratic, sporadic, crazy in nature
I told her hey look I can no longer date ya
Tried to pimp with bank and fell short, your ship sank
many thanks for the time and the watch and the link
you and I are the past, c`est la vie, nuff respect girl
but now you`re my ex-girl cuz I`m straight with the next girl
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Verse Three
you saw my mom in the supermarket and gave her your number
you asked how`s my sister then asked how`s my brother
didn`t ask about my father cuz you know he ain`t like ya
every time I left for your crib yo he`d really get hyper
the advice he used to give me makes much sense now
I can`t believe I used to let you break my confidence down
you used to ask me why the hell did I wanna live in Brooklyn?
you messed up my flow although you were good-lookin`
yes darlin` was fly and this was the problem
cuz back in the day she had me scheming and robbin`
to get her things to wear so when she went to the club
all eyes were on her and me I just bugged
caught in between felling proud and feeling more like a sucker
had to go undercover, get away, find another
been in Brooklyn 9 years and been around the world too
I`ve seen so many fly girls and I knew just what to do
I went from ex-girl to next took my time with each one
and you know they still love me so stop jellin` me hon
went home to see mom and I saw you at the bus stop
must I stop? nah I think not
you and I are the past c`est la vie, much respect girl
but now you`re my ex-girl & I`m out with the next girl
out...
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