Beyonce Lyrics - Sorry
BEYONCE LYRICS SORRY
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| Bayonce Lyrics - Sorry |
Tittle : Sorry
Artist / band : Beyonce Knowles
Album : Lemonade
Writers : Gordon, Rhoden, Knowles
Writers : Gordon, Rhoden, Knowles
Released : May 3, 2016
Genre : Pop
Sorry Lyrics - Beyonce Knowles
Sory I ain't sorry
Sory I ain't sorry
I ain't sorry
Nigga nah
Sorry I ain't sorry
Sorry I ain't sorry
I ain't sorry
He trying to rool me up
( Sorry I ani't sorry )
I ain't picking up
( sorry i ain't sorry )
Headed to the club
( Sorry I ain't sorry )
I ain't thinking 'bout you
( Sorry I ain't sorry )
Me and my ladies sip my d'usse cups
I don't give a fuck chucking my deuces up
Suck on my balls pause
I han enough
And I thinking 'bout you
I ain't thinking 'bout
Middle fingers up
Put them hands high
wave it in his face
Tell 'em boy bye
Tell 'em boy bye
Boy bye
Middle fingers up
I ain't thinking 'bout you
'Sorry I ain't sorry
Sorry I ain't sorry
I ain't sorry nigga nah
Sorry I ain't sorry
Sorry I ain't sorry
I ain't sorry
No no hell nah
Now you want to say you're sorry
Now you want to call me crying
Now you gotta see me wildin'
Now I'm the one
That's lying
And I don't feel bad about it
It axactly what you get
Stop indirecting my grinding
I ain't thinking 'bout you
I ani't thinking bout you
I ain't thinking 'bout you
I ain't thinking bout you
Midle fingers up
Put them hands high
wave it in his face
Tell 'em boy bye
Tell 'em boy byeBoy bye
Middle fingers up
And I ain't thinking bout you
Sorry I ain't sorry
'Sorry I ain't Sorry
I ain't sorry, nigga nah
Sorry I ain't sorry
'Sorry I ain't sorry
I ain't sorry
No no hell nah
Looking at my wathc he should've been home
Today I regret the night i put that ring on
He always got the fucking excuse
I pray to the lord you reveal what his truth his
I left a note in the hall way
By the time you read it I'll be faraway
I'm faraway
But I ain't fucking with nobody
Let's have a toast to the good life
Suicide before you see this tear fall down my eyes
And my baby we gone be alright
We gon' live a good life
Big homie better grow up
And my whoadies 'bout to scroll up
I see boppers in the corner
The sneaking on the back door
He only want me when I'm not there
He better call becky with the good hair
He better cal becky with the good hair
" Beyonce Lyrics Sorry "