Sueco - Next Ex lyrics
Sueco [William Henry Victor Schultz] LA, CA, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Sueco - Next Ex lyrics]
Picture you and me sitting in a tree
F-U-C-K-IN-G
First comes drugs, then comes sex
Play your cards right
You'll be my next ex like
Seen a centerfold, she was on the pole
Bank account got low, throwing all my paper
She gets off at three, she said
"Come with me"
Guess I'm 'bout to be on my worst behavior
So tell me, tell me, tell me
Are you cool with temporary?
I'm not trying to get married
I'm just trying to get carried away
Need a distraction, not emotional attachment
Body count like an assassin, I might
Fuck around and add one, baby
Picture you and me sitting in a tree
F-U-C-K-IN-G
First comеs drugs, then comes sex
Play your cards right
You'll bе my next ex like
(Ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh
You'll be my next ex like)
(Ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh)
Right when I walk through that door
Slurp me up like escargot
Fifty gigs, all video
Filling up my camera roll
Acrobat, Cirque du Soleil
My dick might break
Belt out when she scream my name like Beyoncé
So tell me, tell me, tell me
Are you cool with temporary?
I'm not trying to get married
I'm just trying to get carried away
Need a distraction, not emotional attachment
Body count like an assassin, I might
Fuck around and add one, baby
Picture you and me sitting in a tree
F-U-C-K-IN-G
First comes drugs, then comes sex
Play your cards right
You'll be my next ex like
(Ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh
You'll be my next ex like)
(Ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh)
(Ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh
You'll be my next ex like)
(Ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh)
F-U-C-K-IN-G
First comes drugs, then comes sex
Play your cards right
You'll be my next ex like
Seen a centerfold, she was on the pole
Bank account got low, throwing all my paper
She gets off at three, she said
"Come with me"
Guess I'm 'bout to be on my worst behavior
So tell me, tell me, tell me
Are you cool with temporary?
I'm not trying to get married
I'm just trying to get carried away
Need a distraction, not emotional attachment
Body count like an assassin, I might
Fuck around and add one, baby
Picture you and me sitting in a tree
F-U-C-K-IN-G
First comеs drugs, then comes sex
Play your cards right
You'll bе my next ex like
(Ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh
You'll be my next ex like)
(Ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh)
Right when I walk through that door
Slurp me up like escargot
Fifty gigs, all video
Filling up my camera roll
Acrobat, Cirque du Soleil
My dick might break
Belt out when she scream my name like Beyoncé
So tell me, tell me, tell me
Are you cool with temporary?
I'm not trying to get married
I'm just trying to get carried away
Need a distraction, not emotional attachment
Body count like an assassin, I might
Fuck around and add one, baby
Picture you and me sitting in a tree
F-U-C-K-IN-G
First comes drugs, then comes sex
Play your cards right
You'll be my next ex like
(Ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh
You'll be my next ex like)
(Ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh)
(Ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh
You'll be my next ex like)
(Ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh)