Biografía:
Todrick Hall (born April 4, 1985, Arlington, Texas) is a self-proclaimed queer, American singer, actor, dancer, director, choreographer, and YouTuber, known for his YouTube videos, public performances, and vast knowledge and interest of Broadway culture. He auditioned for the ninth season of American Idol, where he made it to the semi-finals. Since then, Hall has been performing on Broadway and YouTube. Hall will be a judge on the second season of RuPaul's All Stars Drag Race.
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¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
[Intro]
D D A G
[Verse 1]
D D A G
Yo, yo, Who was doing all the cookin', Doing all the cleanin'
D D A G
Who was making sure the cookies' always good for eatin'
D D A G
Who was there putting it down every evening
D D A G
Even when when you was leavin' for no reason each time your phone was ringin'
D D A G
And who was there making your friends wish that they could be you
D D A G
The game was done, you is a bum, I ain't finna feed you
D D A G
Take the shit out of the bins you ain't got the key too
D D A G
I don't need you, kiss my ass while I pack and leave
[Pre-Chorus]
D D A G
Oh honey you fucked up real big this time
D D A G
Never get another bitch lookin' this fine
D D A G
Don't let the doorknob hit you, Take your sidechick with you
D D A G
Tick-tock, Kick rocks, rocks
[Chorus]
D D A G
Bitch I was you B, bitch I was your Yoncé
D D A G
Bitch I was you B, bitch I was your Yoncé
D D A G
Bitch I was you B, bitch I was your Yoncé
D D A G
Bitch I was, bitch I was, bitch I, bitch I was your Yoncé
[Verse 2]
D D A G
Bitch I was a ten, Bitch you was a five (nah four)
D D A G
Bitch I was a win, pussy most mens would die for
D D A G
Bitch I had you in position she couldn't apply for
D D A G
Why you have to lie for (oooh), I'm bored
D D A G
Bitch I'm louboutin, I ain't fucking with payless no more
D D A G
I'm a G6, I ain't flying with Southwest no more
D D A G
Bitch your ass is broke, I ain't looking to impress no more
D D A G
Bitch I was your Marilyn, you can't blow up my dress no more
[Pre-Chorus]
D D A G
Could've been your Madonna, now who gon' tell yo mama
D D A G
You lost a bomb ass bitch killing like Rihanna,
D D A G
hair like Arianna, thick like a grown Moana
D D A G
Hope you happy with Melania cuz' you lost Michelle Obama (Hahahaha eat it)
[Chorus]
D D A G
Bitch I was you B, bitch I was your Yoncé (I was your Yoncé)
D D A G
Bitch I was you B, bitch I was your Yoncé (I was your Yoncé)
D D A G
Bitch I was you B, bitch I was your Yoncé (Bitch, I was your Yoncé)
D D A G
Bitch I was, bitch I was, bitch I, bitch I was your Yoncé
[Outro]
D D A G
Oh honey you fucked up real big this time
D D A G
Never get another bitch lookin' this fine
D D A G
Don't let the doorknob hit you, Take your sidechick with you
D D A G D
Tick-tock, Kick rocks, rocks
D D A G
[Verse 1]
D D A G
Yo, yo, Who was doing all the cookin', Doing all the cleanin'
D D A G
Who was making sure the cookies' always good for eatin'
D D A G
Who was there putting it down every evening
D D A G
Even when when you was leavin' for no reason each time your phone was ringin'
D D A G
And who was there making your friends wish that they could be you
D D A G
The game was done, you is a bum, I ain't finna feed you
D D A G
Take the shit out of the bins you ain't got the key too
D D A G
I don't need you, kiss my ass while I pack and leave
[Pre-Chorus]
D D A G
Oh honey you fucked up real big this time
D D A G
Never get another bitch lookin' this fine
D D A G
Don't let the doorknob hit you, Take your sidechick with you
D D A G
Tick-tock, Kick rocks, rocks
[Chorus]
D D A G
Bitch I was you B, bitch I was your Yoncé
D D A G
Bitch I was you B, bitch I was your Yoncé
D D A G
Bitch I was you B, bitch I was your Yoncé
D D A G
Bitch I was, bitch I was, bitch I, bitch I was your Yoncé
[Verse 2]
D D A G
Bitch I was a ten, Bitch you was a five (nah four)
D D A G
Bitch I was a win, pussy most mens would die for
D D A G
Bitch I had you in position she couldn't apply for
D D A G
Why you have to lie for (oooh), I'm bored
D D A G
Bitch I'm louboutin, I ain't fucking with payless no more
D D A G
I'm a G6, I ain't flying with Southwest no more
D D A G
Bitch your ass is broke, I ain't looking to impress no more
D D A G
Bitch I was your Marilyn, you can't blow up my dress no more
[Pre-Chorus]
D D A G
Could've been your Madonna, now who gon' tell yo mama
D D A G
You lost a bomb ass bitch killing like Rihanna,
D D A G
hair like Arianna, thick like a grown Moana
D D A G
Hope you happy with Melania cuz' you lost Michelle Obama (Hahahaha eat it)
[Chorus]
D D A G
Bitch I was you B, bitch I was your Yoncé (I was your Yoncé)
D D A G
Bitch I was you B, bitch I was your Yoncé (I was your Yoncé)
D D A G
Bitch I was you B, bitch I was your Yoncé (Bitch, I was your Yoncé)
D D A G
Bitch I was, bitch I was, bitch I, bitch I was your Yoncé
[Outro]
D D A G
Oh honey you fucked up real big this time
D D A G
Never get another bitch lookin' this fine
D D A G
Don't let the doorknob hit you, Take your sidechick with you
D D A G D
Tick-tock, Kick rocks, rocks
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