Letter 2 Ex-bitch

[Intro]
Yea...
Yea...

[Pre-Chorus]
Bonjour bitches
She used to play games
Sweetheart swindler
But now that I ain't got money
The opportunist isn't the same, ho
Hit lottery, got rich
Must be the season of the bitch
But now that I got money
She don't even act the same, ho
Must be the season of the witch
She used to play games
But now that I got money
She don't even act the same, ho
Bitch ain't the same, ho
She used to play games
But now that I got money
She don't even act the same, ho
She used to play games
She stup daughter to ask for
Land Rover
Turner her over,
And out, ho
But now that I got money
She don't even act the same, ho
You new rich
Nova rich
October spooky bitch
November fat bitch
December santa's bitch
January New Year, new bitch
Must be the season of the witch
Must be the season of the bitch

[Chorus]
I send this out to my ex bitch
Why she worryin' bout my next bitch and her minnie me
Steady goin' on my Facebook,
Instagram and Twitter
Tryna see how my bitch face look
Now she fluffy
I send this out to my ex bitch
Must be the season of the bitch
Why she worryin' bout my next bitch
Must be the season of the witch
Steady goin on my Facebook, Instagram
Tryna see how my bitch face look
I send this out to my ex bitch
Why she worryin' bout my next bitch
Steady goin on my Facebook
Tryna see how my bitch face look
I send this out to my ex bitch
Why she worryin' bout my next bitch
Steady goin on my Facebook,
Instagram and Twitter
Tryna see how my bitch face look
Now that she guilty

[Verse]
Man, I send this out to my ex bitch
Why she hitting my phone? Blowin' up my Phone! Worried about my next bitch
Must be the season of the witch
Telling me she miss the dick, miss sitting On my dick, she wanna get on some sex 'n Shit, touch something familiar
I am the paterfamilias
But I tell her no and I really just don't Regret shit, I pay her to stay away
Alimony check on bed
Lyin' to yo friends, like we be cakin'
Girl you a trip, you be blowin' me, blowin up my phone, daily
But I done lost my feelings, I ain't feeling no relations, no mo
You had your chance, to sit it out or dance
I don't want nothing to do with you at all, move on, you gotta face it
And its crazy just for me to call you a stupid, lyin', thieven and cheatin', ho
Been with me since Day 1, now you acting like a groupie, ho
Girl you wallen, acting all childish
Stuntin' all in public, really looking like a fat foolish, ho
Friends telling you we coulda last longer
But they tellin' you that cus I got my cash long
Couldnt wait 'till I die
Had to do it, while you still a youngun,
you said
And I know it would've been a lot of drama to this shit
So I'm kinda happy that I got yo ass off, for real

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When I look out my window
Many sights to see
And when I look in my window
So many different people to be
That it's strange
So strange

You got to pick up every stitch
You got to pick up every stitch
You got to pick up every stitch

Mmmm, must be the season of the witch
Must be the season of the bitch
Must be the season of the witch, yeah
Must be the season of the witch
Which witch, bitch

When I look over my shoulder
What do you think I see?
Some other cat lookin' over
His shoulder at me
And he's strange
Sure is strange

You got to pick up every stitch
Must be the season of the bitch
You got to pick up every stitch, yeah
Beatniks are out to make it rich
Playing games at every itch

Oh no, must be the season of the witch
Must be the season of the witch, yeah
Must be the season of the witch
Which witch, bitch

You got to pick up every stitch
Two rabbits runnin' in the ditch
Beatniks out to make it rich
Runing games with every bitch
Must be the season of the witch

Oh no, must be the season of the witch
Must be the season of the bitch
Must be the season of the witch
Which witch, bitch
When I go

When I look out my window
What do you think I see?
And when I look in my window
So many different people to be
It's strange
Sure is strange

You got to pick up every stitch
You got to pick up every stitch
Which witch, bitch

Two rabbits runnin' in the ditch
Must be the season of the bitch
Oh no, must be the season of the witch
Must be the season of the witch, yeah
Must be the season of the witch
Which witch, bitch

When I go
When I go

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[Pre-Chorus]
She used to play games
But now that I got money
She don't even act the same, ho
Must be the season of the bitch
She used to play games
But now that I got money
She don't even act the same, ho
Must be the season of the bitch
She used to play games
But now that I got money
She don't even act the same, ho
She used to play games
But now that I got money
She don't even act the same, ho

[Chorus]
I send this out to my ex bitch
Must be the season of the witch
Why she worryin' bout my next bitch
Steady goin on my Facebook
Must be the season of the bitch
Tryna see how my bitch face look
I send this out to my ex bitch
Why she worryin' bout my next bitch
Steady goin on my Facebook
Tryna see how my bitch face look
Must be the season of the bitch
I send this out to my ex bitch
Why she worryin' bout my next bitch
Must be the season of the witch
Steady goin on my Facebook
Tryna see how my bitch face look
I send this out to my ex bitch
Must be the season of the witch
Why she worryin' bout my next bitch
Steady goin on my Facebook
Tryna see how my bitch face look

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