Ex Factor - FO&O

Man it hit like drama

Chris-Rihanna

A two-time' trifling show

In the dark like vader

Off my radar

Switchin' you go

The repetitious dirty pictures in my head

Go me thinking' were your freedom led

Left my lyin' close to dyin' in my bed

But I’m not dead

I’m gonna hit that shop

Gonna pop that tag

Gonna grab my kicks

Gonna handle my biz'

Gonna act a fool

Gonna lose my cool

Gonna get that chick

Like you did

Like you did

Like you didn’t exist

Like you didn’t exist

See I broke like bottles

I starved like models

For eight straight days the couch

But I’m far from bitter

I’m not no quitter

Yeah, I’m the type of a guy

To run amok to bring the ruckus like the wu

To run 'em over 'til I’m over you

To go bananas like monkey in a zoo

But I’m not through

I’m gonna hit that shop

Gonna pop that tag

Gonna grab my kicks

Gonna handle my biz'

Gonna act a fool

Gonna lose my cool

Gonna get that chick

Like you did

Like you did

Like you didn’t exist

Like you didn’t exist

(Ex factor, yeah it’s the next chapter)

(aha-ah-ah)

I’m gonna hit that shop

Gonna pop that tag

Gonna grab my kicks

Gonna handle my biz'

Gonna act a fool

Gonna lose my cool

Gonna get that chick

Like you did

Like you did

Like you didn’t exist

Like you didn’t exist

(Ex factor, yeah it’s the next chapter)

Like you didn’t exist

Like you didn’t exist

(Ex factor, yeah it’s the next chapter)