{REWRITE} Sorry, I ain’t sorry

BEYONCE KNOWLES LYRICS

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Hey, so just in case you miss me over the next month or so, know I am somewhere in the heart of Tennessee, rewriting the lyrics to Bey’s song. It took little time to copy and paste and recreated the lyrics, but know as usual I’m having some trouble with the beat.

“I am Sorry”
(album version)

I am Sorry
I am Sorry
I am Sorry
yes
I am Sorry
I am Sorry
I am sorry
He trying to roll me up
(I am Sorry)
I am picking up
(I am Sorry)
Headed to the church
(I am Sorry)
I am thinking ’bout you
(I am Sorry)
Me and my ladies sip our communion cups
I give more than you know laying my deuces down
Suck on  nothing putting on my crown
I ain’t never had enough
I am thinking ’bout you
I am  thinking ’bout you
Middle fingers folded
Put them hands down
Fold them in your lap
Tell them boys bye
Tell Jesus Hi
Boy bye
Jesus Hi
I am praying for  you
I am Sorry
I am Sorry
I am Sorry
yes
I am Sorry
I am Sorry
I am Sorry
I am Sorry
Now you want to say you’re sorry
Now you want to call me crying
Now you gotta see me praying’
Now I’m the one that’s saying
And I do feel bad about it
It ain’t what you give
Keep  interrupting my gossiping
(Keep interrupting my gossiping)
I am thinking bout you
I am thanking the Lord for you
I am praying for the all of you
I care about you
I am crazy for you
Middle fingers folded
Put them hands down
Place them in your lap
Tell the good Lord about it
Tell the good Lord all about it
Tell Jesus Hi
Tell satan BY
Middle fingers folded
I am thinking bout you
I am Sorry
I am Sorry
I am Sorry
yes
I am Sorry
I am Sorry
I am Sorry
I am SorryLooking at my watch happy he at home
Today I praise the Lord the night I put that ring on
He always got them flowers
I pray to the Lord you reveal what my pain is

I left a love note in the hallway
By the time you read it I’ll be at work
I’m not that far away
But I ain’t being honest, I always want things my way.
Let’s have a toast to the good life
Surrender so you see this tear fall down my eyes
Me and my baby we gone be alright
We gon’ live a surrendered life
Me and Big homie will one day grow up
Until then, me and my ladies gonna shut up
I see them babies in the cribs
They rocking them on the front porch
He miss me when I’m not there
Truth is Becky ain’t got no hair cause Becky ain’t got no crown.