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B

[Intro]
D D A G

[Verse 1]
        D       D             A              G
Yo, yo, Who was doing all the cookin', Doing all the cleanin'
D       D               A               G
Who was making sure the cookies' always good for eatin'
D       D                A             G
Who was there putting it down every evening
D                      D              A                     G
Even when when you was leavin' for no reason each time your phone was ringin'

D           D                 A                      G
And who was there making your friends wish that they could be you
D            D              A            G
The game was done, you is a bum, I ain't finna feed you
D        D               A              G
Take the shit out of the bins you ain't got the key too
D       D                 A           G
I don't need you, kiss my ass while I pack and leave

[Pre-Chorus]
D            D         A        G
Oh honey you fucked up real big this time
D     D           A             G
Never get another bitch lookin' this fine
D             D                A          G
Don't let the doorknob hit you, Take your sidechick with you
D               D      A     G
Tick-tock, Kick rocks, rocks

[Chorus]
D               D  A                G
Bitch I was you B, bitch I was your Yoncé
D               D  A                G
Bitch I was you B, bitch I was your Yoncé
D               D  A                G
Bitch I was you B, bitch I was your Yoncé
D            D            A                         G
Bitch I was, bitch I was, bitch I, bitch I was your Yoncé

[Verse 2]
D             D              A           G
Bitch I was a ten, Bitch you was a five (nah four)
D             D          A               G
Bitch I was a win, pussy most mens would die for
D               D           A              G
Bitch I had you in position she couldn't apply for
D               D        A      G
Why you have to lie for (oooh), I'm bored

D                      D     A               G
Bitch I'm louboutin, I ain't fucking with payless no more
D      D          A                G
I'm a G6, I ain't flying with Southwest no more
D                 D              A            G
Bitch your ass is broke, I ain't looking to impress no more
D                D            A                G
Bitch I was your Marilyn, you can't blow up my dress no more

[Pre-Chorus]
D             D             A            G
Could've been your Madonna, now who gon' tell yo mama
D                   D             A       G
You lost a bomb ass bitch killing like Rihanna,
D            D     A                  G
hair like Arianna, thick like a grown Moana
D                     D     A                       G
Hope you happy with Melania cuz' you lost Michelle Obama (Hahahaha eat it)

[Chorus]
D               D  A                G
Bitch I was you B, bitch I was your Yoncé (I was your Yoncé)
D               D  A                G
Bitch I was you B, bitch I was your Yoncé (I was your Yoncé)
D               D  A                G
Bitch I was you B, bitch I was your Yoncé (Bitch, I was your Yoncé)
D            D            A                         G
Bitch I was, bitch I was, bitch I, bitch I was your Yoncé

[Outro]
D            D         A        G
Oh honey you fucked up real big this time
D          D      A             G
Never get another bitch lookin' this fine
D             D                A          G
Don't let the doorknob hit you, Take your sidechick with you
     D          D   A G D
Tick-tock, Kick rocks,  rocks