Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sorry, artist - Beyoncé. Date of issue: 22.04.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Sorry |
| 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 |
| He trying to roll me up (I ain't sorry) |
| I ain't picking up (I ain't sorry) |
| Headed to the club (I ain't sorry) |
| I ain't thinking 'bout you (I ain't sorry) |
| Me and my ladies sip my D'USSÉ cups |
| I don't give a fuck, chucking my deuces up |
| Suck on my balls, pause, I had enough (Sorry, I ain't sorry) |
| I ain't thinking 'bout you |
| I ain't thinking 'bout |
| Middle fingers up, put them hands high |
| Wave it in his face, tell him, boy, bye (Sorry, I ain't sorry) |
| Tell him, boy, bye, boy, bye, middle fingers up |
| I ain't thinking 'bout you |
| Sorry, I ain't sorry (You) |
| Sorry, I ain't sorry (You) |
| I ain't sorry, nigga, nah |
| I ain't thinking 'bout you |
| Sorry, I ain't sorry |
| Sorry, I ain't sorry, I ain't sorry |
| No, no, hell nah |
| Now you wanna say you're sorry |
| Now you wanna call me crying |
| Now you gotta see me wilding |
| Now I'm the one that's lying |
| And I don't feel bad about it |
| It's exactly what you get |
| Stop interrupting my grinding |
| (You interrupting my grinding) |
| I ain't thinking 'bout you |
| Sorry, I ain't sorry |
| I ain't thinking 'bout you |
| I ain't thinking 'bout you |
| Sorry, I ain't sorry |
| I ain't thinking 'bout you |
| I ain't thinking 'bout you |
| Middle fingers up, put them hands high |
| Wave it in his face, tell him, boy, bye (Bye) (Sorry, I ain't sorry) |
| Tell him, boy, bye (Bye), boy, bye (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 |
| Looking at my watch, he shoulda been home |
| Today, I regret the night I put that ring on |
| He always got them fucking excuses |
| I pray to the Lord you reveal what his truth is |
| I left a note in the hallway |
| By the time you read it, I'll be far away |
| I'm far away |
| 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 |
| Me and my baby, we gon' be alright |
| We gon' live a good life |
| Big homie better grow up |
| Me and my whoadies 'bout to stroll up |
| I see them boppers in the corner |
| They sneaking out the back door |
| He only want me when I'm not there |
| He better call Becky with the good hair |
| He better call Becky with the good hair |