Lyrics:

To the left, to the left...
To the left, to the left...

Mmm...
To the left, to the left;
Everything you own in the box to the left...
In the closet, that's my stuff, yes;
If I bought it, nigga, please don't touch... (Don't touch...)
And keep talking that mess, that's fine,
But could you walk and talk at the same time?
And it's my name that's on that Jag,
So remove your bags, let me call you a cab...

Standin' in the front yard, telling me how I'm such a fool,
Talking 'bout how I'll never ever find a man like you;
You got me twisted...

(You must not know 'bout me, you must not know 'bout me...)
I could have another you in a minute -
Matter fact, he'll be here in a minute, baby...
(You must not know 'bout me, you must not know 'bout me...)
I can have another you by tomorrow,
So don't you ever for a second get to thinkin' you're irreplaceable...

So go ahead and get gone;
Call up that chick and see if she's home...
Oops, I bet you thought that I didn't know.
What did you think I was putting you out for?
Because you was untrue, rollin' her 'round in the car that I bought you;
Baby, drop them keys - hurry up before your taxi leaves...

Standin' in the front yard, telling me how I'm such a fool,
Talking 'bout how I'll never ever find a man like you;
Got me twisted...

(You must not know 'bout me, you must not know 'bout me...)
I could have another you in a minute -
Matter fact, he'll be here in a minute, baby...
(You must not know 'bout me, you must not know 'bout me...)
I will have another you by tomorrow,
So don't you ever for a second get to thinkin' you're irreplaceable...

(Irreplaceable, irreplaceable...)
So since I'm not your everything, how about I'll be nothing, nothing at all to you? (Nothing... no, nothing...)
Baby, I won't shed a tear for you... (I won't shed a tear...)
I won't lose a wink of sleep, 'cause the truth of the matter is
Replacing you is so easy...

To the left, to the left...
To the left, to the left...
Mmm...
To the left, to the left, everything you own in the box to the left...
To the left, to the left!
Don't you ever for a second get to thinking you're irreplaceable...

(You must not know 'bout me, you must not know 'bout me...)
I could have another you in a minute -
Matter fact, he'll be here in a minute, baby...
(You must not know 'bout me, you must not know 'bout me...)
I can have another you by tomorrow,
So don't you ever for a second get to thinkin'...
Baby, hey, hey... (You must not know 'bout me, you must not know 'bout me...)
I can have another you in a minute -
Matter fact, he'll be here in a minute!
Nigga, pack all yo' bags, we finished, (You must not know 'bout me,)
'Cause you made your bed, now lay in it! (you must not know 'bout me...)
I could have another you by tomorrow;
Don't you ever for a second get to thinkin' you're irreplaceable...