The Ex-Queen Bee

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It's so hot here
I want a drink
Hey girl bring me milkshake
You boy open the umbrella

Hey there
I'm talking to you
What are you doing
Can't you hear me

What's happening
They are hating
I'm famous
This isn't expected

I'm queen bee
Not made to be lonely
They should follow me
But nobody's behind me

The bitch standing there
Is not made to be there
That is my place
They are my followers

Even her heels don't go with her dress
Even Her dress barely covers her ass
See her greasy hairs
She doesn't even have any fashion sense

Once I was at her place
With all glitery glamour
With people on my tail
Begging for my attention

The thing is it's the past
These things don't last
The girl standing there
Will be here too, someday

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