Ex Girl To Next Girl Songtext / Lyric

You know I used to be a player, fly girl layer and a heart breaker

Love maker, back breaker, 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 drop her, 'cuz 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

Now I got my new girl or as I say my baby doll

But still I'm 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 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

These girls looks so good, next

These girls looks so good, next

These girls looks so, so, so good, next

These girls looks so good, next

These girls looks so good, next

These girls looks so, so good, next

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, yo I can no longer date ya

Tried to pimp me 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

These girls looks so good, next

These girls looks so good, next

These girls looks so, so, so good, next

Looks, looks, looks so good, next

You saw my mom's 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 oh me I just bugged

Caught in between felling proud or 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 to the next, took my time with each one

And you know they still love me so stop jellin' me hon

I went home to see my 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 and I'm out with the next girl

These girls looks so good, next

These girls looks so good, next

These girls looks so, so, so good, next

These girls looks so good, next

These girls looks so good, next

These girls looks, looks, looks so