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[Verse 1: 50 Cent]

That's ordinary, this excellence

When I fuck up, I correct the shit

Let security come get this bitch

My nigga, I said come get this bitch

Tryna shine with my diamonds shinin'

They say they're grindin', no, never mind it

That's ordinary, that Burberry

Fuck what it costs, we don't rock that shit

That new Rolls ain't new me

6 months ago, I got that shit

You know a nigga a beast when I'm out on the street

Frozen cube and frozen Jesus piece

Your main ho be stalkin' me

I had to block the bitch on my IG

Posted pictures where I be

Tell other regular shit she wanna try me


[Chorus: Trey Songz]

Don't you hate an ordinary nigga? (I do)

Drinkin' on ordinary liquor (We don't)

Niggas spendin' ordinary money

We don't ever fuck with basic bitches (That sounds crazy)

Your bitch got on ordinary heels (Boy what you doin'?)

Can't tell you how ordinary feels

I pull, I pull any girl and she's with it

I'ma hook her up with other bitches


[Verse 2: Kidd Kidd]

Hot boy with cold cash

Check out my N.O. swag

Nothin' fresher than toe tags

When I pull the trigger at your ass

Rap niggas got no chance

I ain't even go in my bag

Run through the paper like a notepad

What you know about it with your broke ass?

All my mind irregular

All you smoke is regular

And your ho too regular

Find a runway, go step it up

I do this on the regular

Basis, you basic

Same shit, you ordinary

Damn these hoes need a mortuary, uuh


[Verse 3: Young Buck]

Stepped the game up and tip the bitch

The niggas you was with ain't use to shit

I put 10 bands in her hand

Then sent her home to her man

She said, "Don't you hate an ordinary nigga?"

Pour up a four, I ain't drinkin' on ordinary liquor

This syrup, Ferragamo belt holdin' up my Levi britches

Forreal, I look like drug money, but I keep my bitch ridiculous

I said "Baby, I'm the realest, even though I'm not the richest"

I'm still gonna bet 50 these 50 racks; my ho' the biggest

What you wanna do? We all got bands


[Bridge: Trey Songz]

He ordinary - ordinary

Whoa, ordinary - ordinary

Ordinary, ordinary

Whoa, ordinary - ordinary


[Verse 4: Lloyd Banks]

Don't think I'ma chose

Kickin' back, foreign shoes

Watch me make and break all the rules

Do all the moves

I carry you out of your dream, feel me out, I'm on steam

Please, I'm out of your league

Visa's found in my jeans

These 2014's

Please deny to your fiends

Normal walls, I ain't been, all my girls, you a ten

Thank the Lord I ain't them

In the store, I ain't spend

Spendin' time to get me nowhere

I'm mismatchin' the whole year

Peace sign to 'em like "Later"

Countin' these stacks when the slip clear


[Verse 5: Tony Yayo]

She shop on cloud 9, live on Saks 5th

Her closet game on some Kim Kardash shit

Draft night, she lookin' for a first round pick

Shorty think I'm Andrew Wiggins, tryna fuckin' hit

The nothin' in her lifestyle basic

Canary Islands, black sand and Chanel slips

I said this girl is extraordinary

Monster Ball the movie, get to fuckin', she like Halle Berry


[Chorus: Trey Songz]

Don't you hate an ordinary nigga? (I do)

Drinkin' on ordinary liquor (We don't)

Niggas spendin' ordinary money

We don't ever fuck with basic bitches (That sounds crazy)

Your bitch got on ordinary heels (Boy what you doin'?)

Can't tell you how ordinary feels

I pull, I pull any girl and she's with it

I'ma hook her up with other bitches