Hexes For My Exes

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Chorus: (Baby girl) did it for the stones, blowing up my phone Through the quantum zone, Thanos: watch your tone James Bond cologne, honey, I put on, she's a Witch down to the bone, hexes for your soul or something (right back) Soul or something, hit 'em with the shoulder shrug (right back) Soul or something, psychic bitch, you know wassup (right back) Soul or something, expert in the sort of stuff (right back) Soul or something, hexes for your soul or something Verse 1 (DAX): Mean it when I talk, leaning when I walk Heathen with the rock, Kenan how I'm locked T'd up when I off (D'usse) You look good in that top (Touche) Exes I should block (you say) ...it's important Rocking forces, in that corset You like when I pull up that red skirt like a Corvette Ultron, drop your coordinates, forfeit Shawty's on her fourth fit, course she can afford it She got the magical hexes that makes all exes go fucking insane Man, I be feeling like Vision, she blowing my mind when she giving me brain I can still sort of get Thanos 'cause Wanda also would make me make it rain Tell me 'bout yo' power, girl, we got an hour Chorus: (Baby girl) did it for the stones, blowing up my phone Through the quantum zone, Thanos: watch your tone James Bond cologne, honey, I put on, she's a Witch down to the bone, hexes for your soul or something (right back) Soul or something, hit 'em with the shoulder shrug (right back) Soul or something, psychic bitch, you know wassup (right back) Soul or something, expert in the sort of stuff (right back) Soul or something, hexes for your soul or something Verse 2 (LAX): She got super powers she ain't movin' like the rest, man You ain't fucking with the vision, you ain't movin' with the best, man She mutated from her past and she ain't fuckin' with her ex man I can't even hang around her, I keep staring at her chest, man She magic: make me crazed, don't wanna play no games White girl walk with the twins, Ashley and Mary Kate My brain might blow up, we on the same vibrations I'm too cold - son, you can't be my agent We gon' defy the odds 'cause she got the wild bod Scarlet, baby, no Johansson, make red drop like Camo God And she might switch the plot, she's flying to my spot She "Order Black" like Corvus Glave, I had to give her my fucking rod ...Infinity Stones on my neck ...I could shatter the world when I flex ...I was home alone when she sent the text, she already on the Way for sex, shawty be working her hex, had to reply with a check She got me in orbit, "Chuck" her once like Norris Might flee to overseas, I tell her that I'm going for it Sokovian, I like them foreign, make it drop just like the country She be working for my "Hydra" - sorry, baby, that wasn't funny Chorus: (Baby girl) did it for the stones, blowing up my phone Through the quantum zone, Thanos: watch your tone James Bond cologne, honey, I put on, she's a Witch down to the bone, hexes for your soul or something (right back) Soul or something, hit 'em with the shoulder shrug (right back) Soul or something, psychic bitch, you know wassup (right back) Soul or something, expert in the sort of stuff (right back) Soul or something, hexes for your soul or something
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Credits
- Writers
- BIG LAX
- pdr dax