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Yo yo
Who was doing all the cookin'
Doing all the cleanin'
Who was making sure the cookies' always good for eatin'
Who was there putting it down every evening
Even when you was leavin' for no reason each time your phone was ringin'
And who was there making your friends wish that they could be you
The game was done, you's a bum, I ain't finna feed you
Take the shit out of the Benz you ain't got the key too
I don't need you, kiss my ass while I pack and leave
Oh honey you don't fucked up real big this time
Never get another bitch lookin' this fine
Don't let the doorknob hit you
Take your sidechick with you
Tick-tock
Kick rocks, rocks
Bitch I was you B, bitch I was your Yoncé
