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Letter To My Ex's

Ace Hood7 Aug 2011

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Letter to My Ex's - Ace Hood

Uhh they might not like me for this one

Ha f**k it got my pen n pad anyway

 

Mister Hood

 

Dear misses independent ho

Looking for you like my life time depending on

You're a centerfold every womans inner goal

 

To meet a ni**a and his money long

 

Haters a letter to my ex ho

Before i start kiss my a** EX O's

 

Ok Let's talk about a gold digger

Met her at video shoot go figure

 

But she was bad in the mood flicker

See her looking got her number see what's up wit her

To make a long story short dog couple days

I'm sleeping beating the kitty walls

Fell in love with it now we up in every mall

Bought her first Louie bag she was so appaled

Not a scout but she love to watch a ni**a ball

Bought her everything she had if i could recall

 

So couple months i gotta her moveing in

They show money got me out of town

 

They got her tripping when i'm not around

She was moving trying playingme outta bounds

Seeing pictures of her and niggas because i hate to found

Sad part was the b**ch was tricking off outta the town

 

And i was too blind to see it sooner

Knew this b**ch was kind of fishy like some old tuna

Took her clothes n threw em in old sewer

Damn you shoulda really seen her face then

 

She oficially on my sh*t list

 

She pulled up on some shock sh*t

 

I'm talking bags in the Front trick

 

And that words on my common sense

 

See you ain't nothing but a has been

 

I'm talking ashes to ashes

 

And here's a letter to my ex's

You aint' nothing but a has been

Oh was only happy when the cash in

You try to play me like a band b**ch

But i ain't tripping 'cause your p**sy kinda average

Oh her ego bigger than her a** is

Man i'm so glad you're the pass tense

I used to love you with the passion

Sincerely yours B**ches

 

Oh dear misses independent hoes

Still searching like my life time depended on

You're a centerfold every womans inner gold

 

To meet the ni**a and his money long

If you ain't got it you can carry on

 

I'm talking like the Loiue bag homes

No matter swag or you new calogne

I swear my last was a bee like a honeycomb

I thought we'd woulda really last long

We were the ones to put the money on

Damn in the begining it was fairytale

I'm talking make believe love caught in make believe

But that's until i started buying things

It was cool now she started wanted wedding rings

Such a drama queen demanding all kinds of things

Corrupted by a life she could only see the green

Wanted kids so i can be there any means

Let her tell we were something

Like a perect team

Damn had a cut it she was out of order

Try to pull me on blast like a bill boarder

 

I call her mama trying to transport her

Did you throw her out dog yeah kinda sorta

She was mad so she file a restraining order

Just to come and get a bag fill the trash house

Swore to cops made me leave lily passed out

 

Hey but i end up moving back in

Oh my mama prego with a set of twins

 

Pause

That's a whole lotto settle in

I guess the story really never ends

 

Well here's the letter to my ex then

 

I swear she used to be my best friend

 

Now she's a memory from back then

 

I know she probably misses that feeling

Big sprees and the mutha f**king plane trips

 

She the last on my ex list lily hada ni**a stressn

 

Damn

 

Somebody tell me what's love

 

What's your definition of love

 

Is love buying one another different gifts

 

Hold up depending on the price tag

 

Is that love

 

I mean a ni**a just looking for

Somebody genuine too ride for

 

I'm feeling like f**k love

 

It don't' give a damn on me anyway

 

Maybe relationships ain't for me

 

I guess its why i'm writing this

And here's a letter to my ex's

You ain't nothing but a has been

Oh was only happy when the cash in

You try to play me like a band b**ch

But i ain't tripping 'cause your p**sy kinda average

Oh her ego bigger than her a** is

Man i'm so glad you're the pass tense

 

I used to love you with the passion

 

Sincerely yours B**ches