Clique

Yonaka

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    All I hear is bla, bla, bla
    Oh, I'm so tired of your boring little voice

    Get the fuck out my face
    I'm trying to think
    Get the fuck out my face
    I'm not part of your clique
    All you do is talk, talk, talk
    But you never ever listen
    So get the fuck out my face
    Before I do something

    You think I'm pretty? (Pretty)
    You think I'm cute (cute)
    You think I wouldn't never ever say (boo)
    You think I'm petty (petty)
    You think I'm weak (weak)
    You think I should be seen but shouldn't speak
    You think I'm angry? You're fucking right
    I'm sick and tired, always running from the fight
    You think I lose?
    Shame on you
    I'll cut you off before you know that you're old news

    So get the fuck out my face
    I'm trying to think
    Get the fuck out my face
    I'm not part of your clique
    All you do is talk, talk, talk
    But you never ever listen
    So get the fuck out my face
    Before I do something

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    How did you think I wasn't gon' get mine
    By any means necessary, while y'all just waste time?
    I ain't even hit my prime yet, all y'all declining
    Well, I'm struggling to find a reason to give a shit (ho)

    'Cause everything you say sound like a complaint
    Shit don't work out because you ain't never pulled your weight
    So blessed is the day I get the chance to say
    Get the fuck up out my face

    So get the fuck out my face
    I'm trying to think
    Get the fuck out my face
    I'm not part of your clique
    All you do is talk, talk, talk
    But you never ever listen
    So get the fuck out my face
    Before I do something

    I'ma do something crazy if you talk to me again
    Do something crazy, baby I am not your friend
    Don't get me in trouble now, let's not pretend
    That you're the good guy and I just lost my patience

    Spent 20 years being talked down to
    Now I ain't breaking down, no, especially not for you
    I'm a big girl now, I got big girl shoes
    I don't need no validation so, fuck you

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    Composition: Rob Mason, Alex Crosby, George Werbrouck-Edwards, and Theresa Jarvis

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