Hold tight, surprise, open your eyes its springtime.
Flowers blossoming, I am one of them, bet you like how I've grown.
Cause now I'm that B I T C H,
You'll never get to uh.
Cant get what you want, so you're acting like a punk.
You were too fly then, so fly away now.
Now I'm that bitch, and you're just a clown.
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