Crediti
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Beyoncé
Performer
Espen Lind
Guitar
Maurice Joshua
Remixer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Beyoncé
Songwriter
Espen Lind
Composer
Mikkel S. Eriksen
Songwriter
Tor Erik Hermansen
Songwriter
Amund Björklund
Songwriter
Shaffer Smith
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Beyoncé
Producer
Stargate
Producer
Maurice Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Shaffer Smith
Co-Producer
Mathew Knowles
Executive Producer
Rob Kinelski
Assistant Engineer
Steve Tolle
Assistant Engineer
Matt Hennessy
Mixing Engineer
Jason Goldstein
Mixing Engineer
Tom Coyne
Mastering Engineer
Brian Gardner
Mastering Engineer
Jim Caruana
Recording Engineer
Geoff Rice
Recording Engineer
Testi
[Verse 1]
To the left, to the left
To the left, to the left
To the left, to the left
[Verse 2]
To the left, to the left
Everything you own in a box to the left
In the closet, that's my stuff
Yes, if I bought it, please don't touch
And keep talkin' 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 come move your bags, let me call you a cab
Standin' in the front yard, tellin' me how I'm such a fool
Talkin' 'bout how I'll never ever find a man like you
You got me twisted
[Verse 3]
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
[Verse 4]
To the left, to the left
To the left, to the left
To the left, to the left
To the left, to the left
[Verse 5]
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 puttin' you out for?
Because you was untrue
Rollin' her around in the car that I bought you
Baby, drop them keys, hurry up before your taxi leaves
Standin' in the front yard, tellin' me how I'm such a fool
Talkin' 'bout how I'll never ever find a man like you
You got me twisted
[Verse 6]
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'm gon' have another you by tomorrow
So don't you ever for a second get to thinkin'
You're irreplaceable (Irreplaceable)
[Verse 7]
So since I'm not your everything
How about I'll be nothing, nothing at all to you (Nothing)
Baby, I won't shed a tear for you (I won't shed a tear)
And I won't lose a wink of sleep 'cause the truth of the matter is
Replacing you is so easy
[Verse 8]
To the left, to the left
To the left, to the left
To the left, to the left
Everything you own in a box to the left
To the left, to the left
Don't you ever for a second get to thinkin'
You're irreplaceable
[Verse 9]
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
[Verse 10]
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
You can pack all your things, we're finished
'Cause you made your bed, now lay in it
(You must not know 'bout me, you must not 'know 'bout me)
I can have another you by tomorrow
Don't you ever for a second get to thinkin'
You're irreplaceable
[Verse 11]
You must not know 'bout me, you must not 'know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me, you must not 'know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me, you must not 'know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me, you must not 'know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me, you must not 'know 'bout me
Written by: Amund Bjørklund, Beyoncé, Espen Lind, Mikkel S. Eriksen, Ne-Yo, Tor Erik Hermansen