B by Todrick Hall
Key: EE | Capo: 0fr |  Left-Handed 

    


Intro
E E B A
Verse 1
        E       E             B              A
Yo, yo, Who was doing all the cookin', Doing all the cleanin'
E       E               B               A
Who was making sure the cookies' always good for eatin'
E       E                B             A
Who was there putting it down every evening
E                      E              B                     A
Even when when you was leavin' for no reason each time your phone was ringin'
E           E                 B                      A
And who was there making your friends wish that they could be you
E            E              B            A
The game was done, you is a bum, I ain't finna feed you
E        E               B              A
Take the shit out of the bins you ain't got the key too
E       E                 B           A
I don't need you, kiss my ass while I pack and leave
Pre-Chorus
E            E         B        A
Oh honey you fucked up real big this time
E     E           B             A
Never get another bitch lookin' this fine
E             E                B          A
Don't let the doorknob hit you, Take your sidechick with you
E               E      B     A
Tick-tock, Kick rocks, rocks
Chorus
E               E  B                A
Bitch I was you B, bitch I was your Yoncé
E               E  B                A
Bitch I was you B, bitch I was your Yoncé
E               E  B                A
Bitch I was you B, bitch I was your Yoncé
E            E            B                         A
Bitch I was, bitch I was, bitch I, bitch I was your Yoncé
Verse 2
E             E              B           A
Bitch I was a ten, Bitch you was a five (nah four)
E             E          B               A
Bitch I was a win, pussy most mens would die for
E               E           B              A
Bitch I had you in position she couldn't apply for
E               E        B      A
Why you have to lie for (oooh), I'm bored
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Bitch I'm louboutin, I ain't fucking with payless no more
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I'm a G6, I ain't flying with Southwest no more
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Bitch your ass is broke, I ain't looking to impress no more
E                E            B                A
Bitch I was your Marilyn, you can't blow up my dress no more
Pre-Chorus
E             E             B            A
Could've been your Madonna, now who gon' tell yo mama
E                   E             B       A
You lost a bomb ass bitch killing like Rihanna,
E            E     B                  A
hair like Arianna, thick like a grown Moana
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Hope you happy with Melania cuz' you lost Michelle Obama (Hahahaha eat it)
Chorus
E               E  B                A
Bitch I was you B, bitch I was your Yoncé (I was your Yoncé)
E               E  B                A
Bitch I was you B, bitch I was your Yoncé (I was your Yoncé)
E               E  B                A
Bitch I was you B, bitch I was your Yoncé (Bitch, I was your Yoncé)
E            E            B                         A
Bitch I was, bitch I was, bitch I, bitch I was your Yoncé
Outro
E            E         B        A
Oh honey you fucked up real big this time
E          E      B             A
Never get another bitch lookin' this fine
E             E                B          A
Don't let the doorknob hit you, Take your sidechick with you
     E          E   B A E
Tick-tock, Kick rocks,  rocks