Commotion
What's all the commotion? Yeah
What's all the commotion about, do you know?
So you're freakin' out over nothin', come on
(What?) Over nothin' (yeah)
Why you turnin' nothin' into somethin'? No, no
What's all the commotion about, do you know?
So you're buggin' out over nothin', come on
(What?) Over nothin' (yeah)
Why you turnin' nothin' into somethin'? No, no
You're startin' drama, and I don't know why
You deserve a life sentence 'cause you murdered the vibe
You're so extra, always acting a fool
You don't know what to do, 'cause you can't handle the truth
(Whoa, uh, whoa, yeah)
That the world doesn't revolve all around you
(Ooh, uh, ooh, what?)
I said the world doesn't revolve all around you
(Shut up)
You must've got some amnesia
Always actin' like a damn diva
You start trippin' if I don't please ya
Just leave me alone to smoke my reefer, yeah
I don't need ya, yeah
Just my reefer, yeah
Bye Felicia, yeah, uh
I meant it when I said it, uh, yeah, yeah
What's all the commotion about, do you know?
So you're freakin' out over nothin', come on
(What?) Over nothin' (yeah)
Why you turnin' nothin' into somethin'? No, no
What's all the commotion about, do you know?
So you're buggin' out over nothin', come on
(What?) Over nothin' (yeah)
Why you turnin' nothin' into somethin'? No, no, oh
Why you turning nothing into something? No, no, oh
Why you turning nothing into something? No, no
(Ho sit down)
What's all the commotion?
What's all the commotion?
What's all the commotion? Yeah
What's all the commotion about, do you know?
So you're freakin' out over nothin', come on
(What?) Over nothin' (yeah)
Why you turnin' nothin' into somethin'? No, no
What's all the commotion about, do you know?
So you're buggin' out over nothin', come on
(What?) Over nothin' (yeah)
Why you turnin' nothin' into somethin'? No, no
You're startin' drama, and I don't know why
You deserve a life sentence 'cause you murdered the vibe
You're so extra, always acting a fool
You don't know what to do, 'cause you can't handle the truth
(Whoa, uh, whoa, yeah)
That the world doesn't revolve all around you
(Ooh, uh, ooh, what?)
I said the world doesn't revolve all around you
(Shut up)
You must've got some amnesia
Always actin' like a damn diva
You start trippin' if I don't please ya
Just leave me alone to smoke my reefer, yeah
I don't need ya, yeah
Just my reefer, yeah
Bye Felicia, yeah, uh
I meant it when I said it, uh, yeah, yeah
What's all the commotion about, do you know?
So you're freakin' out over nothin', come on
(What?) Over nothin' (yeah)
Why you turnin' nothin' into somethin'? No, no
What's all the commotion about, do you know?
So you're buggin' out over nothin', come on
(What?) Over nothin' (yeah)
Why you turnin' nothin' into somethin'? No, no, oh
Why you turning nothing into something? No, no, oh
Why you turning nothing into something? No, no
(Ho sit down)
What's all the commotion?
What's all the commotion?
What's all the commotion? Yeah
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