The Fooo Ex Factor Lyrics

Man it hit like drama, Chris - Rihanna
A tow-time' trifling show, oh
In the dark like vader, off my radar
Swi-swi-swiitchin' you go
The repetitious dirty Pictures in my he-e-ead
Got me thinking where your freedom le-e-ed
Left me lyin' Close yo dyin' in my be-e-ed
But i'm not dead-ead
I'm gonna hit that shop
Gonna pop that tag
Gonna grab my kicks
Gonna handle my bis
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 on the couch, ouch
But i'm far from bitter, i'm not no quitter
Yeah i'm the type of a guy
To rune amok to bring the ruckus like the wu-u-uh
To run 'em over 'til i'm over you-ou-ou
To go bananas like a monkey in a zoo-o-o-o
But i'm not through-ough
I'm gonna hit that shop
Gonna pop that tag
Gonna grab my kicks
Gonna handle my bis
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
(ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah i'm gonna ah, ah, ah, ah, i'm gonna ah, ah,)
I'm gonna hit that shop
Gonna pop that tag
Gonna grab my kicks
Gonna handle my bis
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
Like you didn't exist, like you didn't exist
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