Testo di 'Sorry (Feat. Big Sean)' di Naya Rivera

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

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