Sorry (Feat. Big Sean)

Naya Rivera

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    Sorry (bitch) I’m not sorry
    ‘Cause I’ve been rolling round, shut it down, lady
    Bagged him up, now he’s my baby
    Sorry (bitch) I’m not sorry
    Yeah, you had your fun, now it’s done, crazy
    Lookin' at his number one lady

    S-o-r-r-y, s-o-r-r-y
    Yeah, you had your fun, now it’s done, crazy
    Lookin' at his number one lady

    I don’t really know much about ya
    But it’s clear you know my name
    So I guess all I can tell ya
    Is that I don’t have much to say
    If you used to be the one
    Well, I don’t know shit about it
    I don’t know shit about it
    But I know you’re mad about it

    He loves the way I put it down
    Starstruck on what he found
    You wishin' that it played out different
    Yeah, I know it sucks, girl, I’m so

    Sorry (bitch) I’m not sorry
    ‘Cause I’ve been rolling round, shut it down, lady
    Bagged him up, now he’s my baby
    Sorry (bitch) I’m not sorry
    Yeah, you had your fun, now it’s done, crazy
    Looking at his number one lady

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    S-o-r-ry, s-o-r-r-y
    Yeah, you had your fun, now it’s done, crazy
    Looking at his number one lady

    Now you showin' up at his house
    Looking like a hot mess, honey
    I think it’s time for you to cut it out
    Tryin' to save you from looking funny
    I guess until you find somebody
    You’re a hashtag and pity party
    Party, party, p-p-party, party
    All I gotta say is I’m so

    Sorry (bitch) I’m not sorry
    ‘Cause I’ve been rolling ’round, shut it down, lady
    Bagged him up, now he’s my baby
    Sorry (bitch) I’m not sorry
    Yeah, you had your fun, now it’s done, crazy
    Looking at his number one lady

    Big Sean
    You’re now rolling with the all-time high, never satisfied
    Forever getting paid off what my money can’t buy
    Oh, always in the streets, you'd a thought I scared of heights
    Oh, my girl so fine that you scared to tell her “hi”
    She a all-around ten like a high five
    And we ain’t fall in love, we skydive
    I always get off when she’s on
    She’s there, I’m gone
    I call her "fine" , she call me Sean
    And I love her quarter g, quarter freak
    Quarter sweet, hono-lu-lu-lu out on the beach
    South of France with my Mona Lise, bon appétit, mon amie

    Yeah, I know it sucks, girl, I’m so

    Sorry, I’m not sorry
    ‘Cause I’ve been rolling round, shut it down, lady
    Bagged him up, now he’s my baby
    Sorry (bitch) I’m not sorry
    Yeah, you had your fun, now it’s done, crazy
    Looking ate his number one lady

    Amber, Brittany, Tiffany
    Sorry he belongs to me
    Heather, Ashley, Stephanie
    It just wasn't meant to be (sorry)

    S-o-r-r-y, s-o-r-r-y, s-o-r-r-y

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