[Verse 1: Ariana Grande]
Thought i end up with sean
But he wasn't a match
Wrote some songs about ricky
Now i listen to that
Even almost got married
For being so thankful
I should say thank you to malcolm
Cause he was an angel
One taught me love
One taught me patience
And one taught me pain
Im so amazing
Nothing I lost
Thats not what i see
So look what i got
Look what you taught me
[Chorus]
Now for that i say
Thank you next, next
Thank you next, next
Thank you next
Im so fuckin' grateful for my ex
Thank you next, next
Thank you next, next
Thank you next
Im so fucking grateful for my ex
[Doja Cat: Verse 2]
Didn't even notice
Keep with me in the moment
I'd lеt you had i known it
Why don't you say so
Didn't even notice
No punchеs that to roll with
You got to keep me focused
You wanna say so? (Yeah)
[Doja Cat]
Let me check my chest my breath right quick (ha)
He ain't never seen it in the dress like this (ah)
He ain't never ever been impressed like this
Prolly why i got him quiet on the set like zip
Like it, love it, need it bad
Take it, own it, steal it, fast
Boy stop playing, grab my ass
Why you actin' like you shy?
Shut it, Save it, Keep it pushin'
Why you beating 'round the bush?
And knowing you want all this woman
Never knock it 'til you try (yeah, yeah)
All of them bitches hating I have you with me
All of my n***as saying you mad committed
Realer than anybody you had in pretty
All of the body-ody, the ass and titties
[Chorus]
Thank you next
Thank you next
Thank you next
Im so fuckin' grateful for my ex
Thank you next
Thank you next
Thank you next
Im so fuckin' grateful for my ex
[Refrain]
Day to night to morning, keep with me in the moment
I'd let you had i known it, why don't you say so?
Why don't you say so
Didn't even notice, no punches left to roll with
You got to keep me focused, you want it, say so
[Nicki Minaj]
Yo, he don't know me
But he setting up to blow me, uh
Said my twitter pics remind him of Naomi, uh
On the low i used to holla as his homie, uh
Fuck it now I'm about to ride him like a pony, yeah
Okay, thug prolly, yo come polly
He wanna fuck a bad Dolly, and pop Molly
I hope your pockets got a muthafuckin' pot belly
Or is that you never ball? John Salley
He had the rolls in his royce, the tone in his voice
Don't want a good girl, now hoes is his choice
D-D-Dick on H, pussy on W
Mouth on open, ass on smother you
Ass on the cover too, Elle Magazine
Vroom, Vroom, Vroom, get gasoline
Could I be your wife? Naw we could bang though
I got these n***as whipped
[Chorus]
Thank you next, next
Thank you next, next
Thank you next
Im so fuckin' grateful for my ex
Thank you next, next
Thank you next, next
Thank you next
Im so fuckin' grateful for my ex
[Doja Cat]
Day to night to morning, keep with me in the moment
I'd let you had i known it, why don't you say so?
Didn't even notice, no punches that to roll with
You got to keep me focused, you want it, say so
[Outro]
Thank you next
Thank you next, yeah, yee
Thank you next
Thank you next
Thank you next
Thank you next (yeah)
Thank you next yeah,yee