Baby, I'm Jealous [A Cappella] - Bebe Rexha, Doja Cat

Went from beautiful to ugly

'Cause insecurity told me you don’t love me

All it takes is a girl above me

On your timeline to make me nothing

This is me, a woman in dichotomy

I love me, until I don’t

Baby, I’m jealous

Of the pictures that you like

Baby, I’m jealous

Of the girls with lighter eyes

Baby, I’m jealous (Ooh)

And I know that it ain’t right

But I’m jealous, jealous

The jealous kind

I’m jelly, jelly, jelly, jelly, jelly on a plate

Sunny side up, I got egg on my face

Waste trainer for a tinier waist

But I can’t help it if I like the way food taste

This is me, a woman in dichotomy

I love me, until I don’t

My apologies for looking on your history

I’m trying to let it go

Baby, I’m jealous

Of the pictures that you like

Baby, I’m jealous

Of the girls with lighter eyes

Baby, I’m jealous (Ooh)

And I know that it ain’t right

But I’m jealous, jealous

The jealous kind

That chick can’t be that chick

Baby, I’m a bad bitch

If he fiendin' he’ll prolly get a catfish

Keep him dreamin' to pull up on a nap, shit

I don’t even be askin' him, «Who that chick?»

Uh-huh, who that chick?

Nah

That’s pitiful, that’s so average, why?

Some women want men and some girls want wives

Tell lies until they buggin' and they pants on fire, uh

I stole ya man

He got freedom to chase what he likes

I know you mad

But he ain’t even worth none of your time

It’s such a drag

I’m not being spiteful, but he’s trash

Won’t be the last

To let you know, but he gon' show you

Baby, I’m jealous

Of the pictures that you like

Baby, I’m jealous (Ooh)

Of the girls with lighter eyes

Baby, I’m jealous (Ooh I’m jealous)

And I know that it ain’t right (You lied to me)

But I’m jealous, jealous (Uh-uh)

The jealous kind

(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

I’m jealous of her

I need ya number (B-baby I’m)

She doesn’t love ya

Boy lemme show ya (Baby I’m jealous)

I’m jealous of her

I need ya number (B-baby I’m)

She doesn’t love ya

Boy lemme show ya (Baby I’m jealous)