Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Text from Your Ex, artist - Tinie Tempah. Date of issue: 13.04.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Text from Your Ex |
| I got a text from your ex, boy |
| She said to look through your texts, boy |
| I’m not the kind of girl to snoop but I had a feeling to |
| And now I’m looking for my next boy |
| See, I got a text from your ex-girl |
| And she was telling me where you were, last night |
| I was chilling on my own, thinking you’re alone |
| You were having sex with your ex-girl |
| I got a |
| Yeah, one text from my ex |
| You know I always flex on my ex |
| You know I got a rep to protect |
| You know I never let it get to my head (I got a) |
| No, never gettin' vexed when you’re wet |
| My DJ bring his decks on the jet |
| Came out when you put me on the sofa |
| I know you wanna get my respect (I got a) |
| I don’t know why you moved to mess |
| Point you tryna prove again? |
| Ah, there you go, gettin' lose again, but ya |
| Try win, but you lose again, and ya (I got a) |
| Hanging 'round those bougie ants |
| Got girls, but you’re usin' them |
| But you’re gettin' high, gotta lose the chance |
| Gotta love you long time, but you was a ten |
| I got a text from your ex, boy |
| She said to look through your texts, boy |
| I’m not the kind of girl to snoop but I had a feeling to |
| And now I’m looking for my next boy |
| See, I got a text from your ex-girl |
| And she was telling me where you were, last night |
| I was chilling on my own, thinking you’re alone |
| You were having sex with your ex-girl |
| I got a |
| Life ain’t is what seems to be |
| Tryna work it out what it means to me |
| Nowadays everybody want a piece of me |
| Notorious, south, west and east, yo (I got a) |
| That’s why I look to seas and the seeker reef |
| Used to check the Tinie man for the DVD |
| He and I reminisce sometimes |
| Peace in east, LA gettin' lean with Dee (I got a) |
| I don’t why you moved to mess |
| Who you are, from who’s your friends, I’ve got |
| Space for you, and two in the Benz |
| Ain’t no night stand, if you do it again (I got a) |
| But now me in amnesia |
| Brandy or Moësha |
| After referendums |
| Yeah, I’ve still got that visa |
| I can’t believe you’ve done this |
| I told you I take no shit |
| And you were supposed to love me |
| Then I got a text from your ex |
| All summer night, reachin' for nine |
| On stand by, three sixty five |
| You get high and you testify |
| Who’s that girl? |
| You let me lie |
| All summer night, reachin' for nine |
| On stand by, all at a time |
| You get high, and you testify |
| I got a text from your ex, boy |
| She said to look through your texts, boy |
| I’m not the kind of girl to snoop but I had a feeling to |
| And now I’m looking for my next boy |
| See, I got a text from your ex-girl |
| And she was telling me where you were, last night |
| I was chilling on my own, thinking you’re alone |
| You were having sex with your ex-girl |
| I got a |
| All summer night, reaching for nine |
| All summer night, reaching for nine |