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Beyonce - Beyoncé Album Lyrics



Beyonce - Beyoncé Lyrics






Pretty Hurts

Ms. Third Ward, your first question:

What is your aspiration in life?

Oh, well my aspiration in life would be

To be happy



Mama said, you're a pretty girl

What's in your head it doesn't matter

Brush your hair, fix your teeth

What you wear is all that matters



Just another stage

Pageant the pain away

This time I'm gonna take the crown

Without falling down, down



Pretty hurts

We shine the light on whatever's worst

Perfection is a disease of a nation

Pretty hurts, pretty hurts

Pretty hurts

We shine the light on whatever's worst

You tryna fix something, but you can't fix what you can't see

It's the soul that needs a surgery



Blonder hair, flat chest

TV says bigger is better

South beach, sugar free

Vogue says

Thinner is better



Just another stage

Pageant the pain away

This time I'm gonna take the crown

Without falling down, down, down



Pretty hurts

We shine the light on whatever's worst

Perfection is a disease of a nation

Pretty hurts, pretty hurts (pretty hurts)

Pretty hurts (pretty hurts)

We shine the light on whatever's worst

We try to fix something, but you can't fix what you can't see

It's the soul that needs the surgery



Ain't got no doctor or pill that can take the pain away

The pain's inside and nobody frees you from your body

It's the soul, it's the soul that needs surgery

(It's my soul that needs surgery)

Plastic smiles and denial can only take you so far

Then you break when the fake façade leaves you in the dark

You left with shattered mirrors and the shards of a beautiful girl



Pretty hurts

We shine the light on whatever's worst (pretty hurts)

Perfection is a disease of a nation (pretty hurts)

Pretty hurts, pretty hurts

Pretty hurts (pretty hurts)

We shine the light on whatever's worst

We tryna fix something, but you can't fix what you can't see (pretty hurts)

It's the soul that needs a surgery



When you're alone all by yourself (pretty hurts, pretty hurts)

And you're lying in your bed (pretty hurts, pretty hurts)

Reflection stares right into you (pretty hurts, pretty hurts)

Are you happy with yourself? (Pretty hurts, pretty hurts)

You stripped away the masquerade (pretty hurts, pretty hurts)

The illusion has been shed (pretty hurts, pretty hurts)

Are you happy with yourself? (Pretty hurts, pretty hurts)

Are you happy with yourself? (Pretty hurts, pretty hurts)



Yeah, yes (ah, ah, ah)
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Writer: Beyonce Knowles, Joshua Coleman, Sia Furler
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.




Haunted

(The winner is Beyonce: female pop vocalist!)
I would like to thank the judges for picking me
My parents who I love, I love you, Houston

And I've been drifting off on knowledge
Cat-calls on cat-walks, man these women getting solemn
I could sing a song for a Solomon or Salamander
We took a flight at midnight and now my mind can't help but wonder:
How come?
Spoon-fed pluralized eyes to find the beaches in the forest
When I'm looking off the edge, I preach my gut it can't help but ignore it
I'm climbing up the walls cause all the shit I hear is boring
All the shit I do is boring, all these record labels boring
I don't trust these record labels, I'm torn
All these people on the planet working 9 to 5 just to stay alive
The 9 to 5 just to stay alive, the 9 to 5 just to stay alive
The 9 to 5 just to stay alive, the 9 to 5 just to stay alive
The 9 to 5 just to stay alive, the 9 to 5 just to stay alive
All the people on the planet working 9 to 5 just to stay alive, how come?

What goes up ghost around
Ghost around, around, around, around
What goes up ghost around
Ghost around, around, around, around
What goes up ghost around
Ghost around, around, around, around

Around, around, around, around, around, around, around
Around, around, around, around, around, around, around
Around, around, around, around, around, around, around

Soul not for sale
Probably won't make no money off this, oh well
Reap what you sow
Perfection is so, mmm


It's what you do, it's what you see
I know if I'm haunting you, you must be haunting me
It's where we go, it's where we'll be
I know if I'm onto you, I'm onto you
Onto you, you must be on to me
My haunted lungs, ghost in the sheets
I know if I'm onto you, you must be haunting me
My wicked tongue, where will it be?
I know if I'm onto you, I'm on to you
Onto you, I'm onto you
Onto you, you must be on to me

You want me? I walk down the hallway
You like it? The bedroom's my runway
Slap me! I'm pinned to the doorway
Kiss, bite, foreplay

My haunted lungs, ghost in the sheets
I know if I'm haunting you, you must be haunting me
My wicked tongue, where will it be?
I know if I'm onto you, you must be onto me
It's what we see
I know if I'm haunting you, you must be haunting me
It's where we go, it's where we'll be
I know if I'm onto you, I'm onto you
Onto you, I'm onto you
Onto you, you must be onto me
You must be onto me
You must be onto me
You must be onto me

On to you, I'm on to you
On to you, I'm on to you
On to you, I'm on to you
On to you, I'm on to you
Me, me, me
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Writer: Beyonce Knowles, Jordan Cruz
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.




Drunk In Love

[Intro - Danyèl Waro:]
Kinm in kalot oté Mandela
Twé la pa mèt dan la gèl banna
Twé la pèt amwin

[Intro - Beyonce:]
We be all night

[Verse 1 - Kanye West:]
Woo! You will never need another lover
Woo! Cause you a milf and I'm a motherf*cker
Told you give the drummer some, now the drummer cummin'
I'm pa rum pa pum pumin' all on your stomach
Yeah, tonight I see some super freaky hoes
That could go from bein' stripper to a super C.E.O
I don't know the way you do it, but you do it to me though
And you always told your girlfriends you need you a TV show
Now you got your own money, you don't need nobody else
But far as handlin' all that ass, I think you gon' need some help
Let me remind you, you got a, you got a great future behind you
You gotta tell me what we tryna do
I ain't no pastor, don't do missionary
I know good pussy when I see it, I'm a visionary
I know them haters talkin', always had us very wary
Yup! On the 35th of Nevuary
Yup! You love the way I'm turnt
After all the money you earned, still show daddy what you learned
That cowgirl, you reverse that cowgirl
You reverse, you reverse, and I impregnated your mouth, girl, ooooh
That's when I knew you could be my spouse, girl
We f*ckin' all over the house, girl, we just messed up a brand new couch, girl
You ain't on site then you on Skype
I put you on that bike, you bound, girl
We too wild, won't turn down
We drunk in love, f*ck them

[Verse 2 - Beyonce:]
I've been drinking, I've been drinking
I get filthy when that liquor get into me
I've been thinking, I've been thinking
Why can't I keep my fingers off it, baby? I want you, na-na
Why can't I keep my fingers off you, baby? I want you, na-na
Cigars on ice, cigars on ice
Feeling like an animal with these cameras all in my grill
Flashing lights, flashing lights
You got me faded, faded-faded, baby, I want you, na-na
Can't keep your eyes off my fatty, daddy, I want you, na-na
Drunk in love, I want you

[Bridge:]
We woke up in the kitchen saying
"How the hell did this shit happen?" Oh baby, drunk in love
We be all night, last thing I remember is our
Beautiful bodies grinding up in that club, drunk in love

[Hook:]
We be all night, love, love
We be all night, love, love

[Verse 3 - Beyonce:]
We be all night, and everything all right
No complaints from my body, so fluorescent under these lights
Boy, I'm drinking, park it in my lot, 7-11
I'm rubbing on it, rub-rubbing, if you scared, call that reverend
Boy, I'm drinking, get my brain right, Armand de Brignac, gangster wife
Louis sheets, he sweat it out like washrags, he wear it up
Boy, I'm drinking, I'm singing on the mic til my voice hoarse
Then I fill the tub up halfway then ride it with my surfboard
Surfboard, surfboard
Graining on that wood, graining, graining on that wood
I'm swerving on that, swerving, swerving on that
Big body Benz serving all this, swerve, surfing all in this good-good

[Bridge]

[Hook]

[Verse 4 - Jay-Z:]
Hold up, that D'ussé is the shit if I do say so myself
If I do say so myself, if I do say so myself
Hold up, stumble all in the house, time to back up all that mouth
That you had all in the car, talking 'bout you the baddest bitch thus far
Talking 'bout you be repping that Third, I wanna see all that shit that I heard
Know I sling Clint Eastwood, hope you can handle this curve, uh
Foreplay in a foyer, f*cked up my Warhol
Slid the panties right to the side, ain't got the time to take drawers off
On sight, catch a charge I might
Beat the box up like Mike in '97 I bite
I'm Ike Turner, turn up, baby, no, I don't play
Now eat the cake, Anna Mae said, "Eat the cake, Anna Mae!"
I'm nice, for y'all to reach these heights
You gon' need G3, 4, 5, 6 flights
Sleep tight, we sex again in the morning
Your breasteses is my breakfast, we going in, we be all night

[Hook]

[Bridge:]
I'm never tired, never tired
I been sippin', that's the only thing
That's keeping me on fire, we on fire
Didn't mean to spill that liquor all on my attire
I've been drinking, watermelon
I want your body right here, daddy, I want you, right now
Can't keep your eyes off my fatty, daddy, I want you

[Hook]
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Writer: Timothy Mosley, Beyonce Gisselle Knowles, Shawn Carter, Andre Eric Proctor, Rasool Ricardo Diaz, Jerome Harmo
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, OLE MEDIA MANAGEMENT LP




Blow

I love your face
You love the taste
That sugar babe, it melts away

I kiss you and you lick your lips, I kiss you when you lick your lips
You like it wet and so do I, you like it wet and so do I
I know you never waste a drip, I know you never waste a drip
I wonder how it feels sometimes
Must be good to you

Keep me coming, keep me going, keep me coming, keep me going
Keep me humming, keep me moaning, keep me humming, keep me moaning
Don't stop loving 'til the morning, don't stop loving 'til the morning
Don't stop screaming, freaking, blowing

Can you eat my skittles
It's the sweetest in the middle, yeah (yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, oh)
Pink that's the flavor
Solve the riddle, yeah (yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, oh)

I'mma lean back
Don't worry its nothing major
Make sure you clean that
It's the only way to get the
Flavor

When you're thirsty and need love
I give it up 'til I'm empty babe
Must be good to you
If you're lonely in your bed, fill it up to the top
Must be good to you

Keep me coming, keep me going, keep me coming, keep me going
Keep me humming, keep me moaning, keep me humming, keep me moaning
Don't stop loving 'til the morning, don't stop loving 'til the morning
Don't stop screaming, freaking, blowing

Can you eat my skittles
It's the sweetest in the middle, yeah (yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, oh)
Pink that's the flavor
Solve the riddle, yeah (yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, oh)

I'mma lean back
Don't worry its nothing major
Make sure you clean that
It's the only way to get the
Flavor

Oooh

I'm about to get into this, girls
This is for all the grown women out there

I can't wait 'til I get home so you can tear that cherry out
Turn that cherry out, turn that cherry out
I can't wait 'til I get home so you can tear that cherry out
Turn that cherry out, turn that cherry out
I want you to (turn that cherry out, turn that cherry out)
I want you to (turn that cherry out, turn that cherry out)
I want you to (turn that cherry out, turn that cherry out)
I want you to (turn that cherry out, turn that cherry out)

Ooh I've had a naughty thought today baby
Every time I close my eyes
Ooh get a glimpse of this candy paint
Don't slip off when it drip off on top of your ride
When you see it here, lift it up then toss it babe
I know everything you want
I'mma show you how I stroke (stroke it)
Bring ya work home on top of me
I'mma let let you be the boss of me (boss)
I know everything you want
Give me that daddy long stroke

I can't wait 'til I get home so you can tear that cherry out
Turn that cherry out, turn that cherry out
I can't wait 'til I get home so you can tear that cherry out
Turn that cherry out, turn that cherry out
I want you to (turn that cherry out, turn that cherry out)
I want you to (turn that cherry out, turn that cherry out)

Je ne sais quoi
Cherie, m'vle-ou
Aswe ya ce net al kole!

Keep me coming, keep me going (keep me coming, keep me going)
Keep me humming, keep me moaning (keep me humming, keep me moaning)
Don't stop loving 'til the morning (don't stop loving 'til the morning)
Don't stop screaming, freaking, blowing (blow)

Can you eat my skittles
It's the sweetest in the middle, yeah (yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, oh)
Pink that's the flavor
Solve the riddle, yeah (yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, oh)
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Writer: Beyonce Knowles, Terius Nash, Jerome Harmon, James Fauntleroy, Pharrell Williams, Justin Timberlake, Timothy Mosley
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Anthem Entertainment, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.




No Angel

Baby put your arms around me
Tell me I'm a problem
Know I'm not the girl you thought you knew and that you wanted
Underneath the pretty face is something complicated
I come with a side of trouble
But I know that's why you're staying

Because
You're
No
Angel
Either, baby
Cause you're
No
Angel
Either, baby
Cause you're
No
Angel
Either, baby
Cause you're
No
Angel
Either, baby

You're not an angel either, but at least I'm trying
I know I drive you crazy, but would you rather that I be a machine
Who doesn't notice when you late or when you're lying
I love you even more than you I thought you worried for


Because
You're
No
Angel
Either, baby
Cause you're
No
Angel
Either, baby
Cause you're
No
Angel
Either, baby
Cause you're
No
Angel
Either, baby

Tell me do you want to ride
Tell me do you want to ride
Ride around, ride around
Ride around
Will you ride around with that ice town
If there's candles near your bed, no need for a spell
Stop acting so scared, just do what I tell
First go through my legs, go back on your head
And whatever you want, yeah baby I'll beg, it comes

Baby put your arms around me
Tell me I'm a problem
Know I'm not the girl you thought you knew and that you wanted
Underneath the pretty face is something complicated
I come with a side of trouble
But I know that's why you're staying

Because
You're
No
Angel
Either, baby
Cause you're
No
Angel
Either, baby
Cause you're
No
Angel
Either, baby
Cause you're
No
Angel
Either, baby
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Writer: Beyonce Knowles, Caroline Elizabeth Polachek, James Fauntleroy
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group




Partition

Lemme hear you say "Hey Ms. Carter" (Hey, Ms. Carter!)
Say, "Hey, Ms. Carter!" (Hey, Ms. Carter!)
Give me some!

See me up in the club with fifty-eleven girls
Posted in the back, diamond fangs in my grill
Brooklyn brim with my eyes sittin' low
Every boy in here with me got that smoke
And every girl in here got to look me up and down
All on Instagram, cake by the pound
Circulate the image every time I come around
G's up, tell me how I'm lookin' babe

Boy this all for you, just walk my way
Just tell me how it's lookin' babe, just tell me how it's lookin' babe
I do this all for you baby just take aim
And tell me how it's lookin babe, and tell me how it's lookin' babe
Lookin' babe

Drop the bass, mane, the bass get lower
Radio say speed it up I just go slower
High like treble, pumping on them mids
Ya man ain't never seen a booty like this
And why you think ya keep my name rollin' off the tongue
'Cause when he wanna smash, I'll just write another one
I sneezed on the beat and the beat got sicker
Yoncé all on his mouth like liquor
Yoncé all on his mouth like liquor
Yoncé all on his mouth like liquor
Yoncé all on his mouth like liquor
Like, like liquor, like, like, like liquor
Yoncé all on his mouth like liquor
Yoncé all on his mouth like liquor
Yoncé all on his mouth like liquor
Like, like liquor, like, like, like liquor

(Yoncé all on his mouth like liquor)
(Like, like liquor, like, like, like liquor)
Beyoncé, Beyoncé?
Are you happy to be in Paris? (Are you happy to be in Paris?)
Beyoncé, Beyoncé? Beyoncé, Beyoncé?

Driver roll up the partition please
Driver roll up the partition please
I don't need you seeing 'Yonce on her knees
Took forty-five minutes to get all dressed up
We ain't even gonna make it to this club
Now my mascara running, red lipstick smudged
Oh he so horny, yeah he want to f*ck
He bucked all my buttons, he ripped my blouse
He Monica Lewinski'd all on my gown

Oh there daddy, daddy didn't bring the towel
Oh baby, baby we slow it down
Took forty-five minutes to get all dressed up
We ain't even gonna make it to this club

Take all (take all)
Of me (of me)
I just wanna be the girl you like, girl you like
The kind of girl you like, girl you like
Take all (take all)
Of me (of me)
I just wanna be the girl you like, girl you like
The kinda girl you like is right here with me
Right here with me, right here with me, right here with me, right here with me

Driver roll up the partition fast (partition fast, partition fast)
Driver roll up the partition fast
Over there, I swear I saw them cameras flash
Handprints and footprints on my glass
Handprints and good grips all on my ass
Private show with the music blasting
He like to call me Peaches when we get this nasty
Red wine drip, talk that trash
Chauffeur eavesdropping trying not to crash

Oh, there daddy, daddy now you ripped my fur
Oh, baby baby be sweating out my hair
Took 45 minutes to get all dressed up
And we ain't even gonna make it to this club

Take all (take all)
Of me (of me)
I just wanna be the girl you like, girl you like
The kind of girl you like, girl you like
Take all
Of me
I just wanna be the girl you like, girl you like
The kinda girl you like is right here with me

Right here with me, right here with me, right here with me, right here with me

Hello!
Est-ce que tu aimes le sexe?
Le sexe, je veux dire: l'activité physique
Le coït. Tu aimes ça?
Tu ne t'intéresses pas au sexe?
Les hommes pensent que les féministes détestent le sexe
Mais c'est une activité très stimulante et naturelle que les femmes adorent

Take all
Of me
I just wanna be the girl you like, girl you like
The kind of girl you like, girl you like
Take all
Of me
I just wanna be the girl you like, girl you like
The kinda girl you like
Right here with me, right here with me, right here with me, right here with me

Hello!
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Writer: Justin R. Timberlake, Beyonce Gisselle Knowles, Terius Youngdell Nash, Dwane M. II Weir, Mike Dean, Timothy Z. Mosley, Jerome Harmon, Leslie Jerome Harmon
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Anthem Entertainment, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.




Jealous

I'm in my penthouse half naked
I cooked this meal for you naked
So where the hell you at
Just one shot left of this drink, in this glass
Don't make me break it
I wish that you were me
So you could feel this feeling
I never broke one promise, and I know when you're not honest
Now you got me yelling that's because I'm jealous

If you keeping your promise, I'm keeping mine
Oh I'm jealous
If you keeping your promise, I'm keeping mine
Oh I'm jealous

Sometimes I want to walk in your shoes
Do the type of things that I never ever do
So I take one look in the mirror and I say to myself
Baby girl you can't survive like this

Take it one step further
Freakum dress out my closet
'Yonce fillin' out this skirt
I look damn good I ain't lost it
And I ain't missed a beat
Boy you been hanging out tonight
I'm staying out 'til tomorrow
Dancing on them tables ain't got no cares, no sorrow
I ran into my ex
Said what up to his besties
Now we reminiscing how we used to flex in Texas
Don't be jealous

If you keeping your promise, I'm keeping mine
Oh I'm jealous
If you keeping your promise, I'm keeping mine
Oh I'm jealous

Sometimes I want to walk in your shoes
Do the type of things that I never ever do
I take one look in the mirror and I say to myself
Baby girl you can't survive like this no, no no

And I hate you for your lies and your covers
And I hate us for making good love to each other
And I love making you jealous but don't judge me
And I know that I'm being hateful but that ain't nothing
That ain't nothing
I'm just jealous
I'm just human
Don't judge me

If you keeping your promise, I'm keeping mine
Oh I'm jealous
If you keeping your promise, I'm keeping mine
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Writer: Beyonce Gisselle Knowles, Leslie Jerome Harmon, Lyrica Nasha Anderson, Andre Eric Proctor, Noel C. Fisher, Rasool Ricardo Diaz
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management




Rocket

Let me sit this ass
On you
Show you how I feel
Let me take this off
Will you watch me
Yes mass appeal
Don't take your eyes
Don't take your eyes off it
Watch it, babe
If you like
You can touch me baby
Do you
Do you wanna touch me baby
Grab ahold, don't let go
Let me know
That you
Ready

I just wanna show you now
Slow it down
Go around
You rock hard
I rock steady

So rock right up to
The side of my mountain
Climb until you reach my peak babe, my peak, the peak
And reach right into the bottom of my fountain
I wanna play in your deep end, your deep end, the deep
Then dip me under where you can feel my river flowing flow
Hold me 'til I scream for air to breathe
Don't wash me over until my well runs dry
Send all your sins all over me babe, over me

Rock it 'til waterfalls
Rock it 'til waterfalls
Rock it 'til waterfalls
Bathe in these waterfalls

I do it like it's my profession
I gotta make a confession
I'm proud of all this space
Lemme put it in your face
By the way
If you need a personal trainer or a therapist
I can be a piece of sunshine, inner peace, entertainer
Anything else that you may read between the lines
You and I create
Rockets and waterfalls

So rock right up to
The side of my mountain
Climb until you reach my peak babe, my peak, the peak
And reach right into the bottom of my fountain
I wanna play in your deep end, your deep end, the deep
Then dip me under where you can feel my river flowing flow
Hold me 'til I scream for air to breathe
Don't wash me over until my well runs dry
Send all your sins all over me babe, over me

Hard rock steady rock hard rock steady
Rock hard rock steady rock hard rock steady
Don't you know that I give you
The loving if you need it
I give you my word
You can believe it
Your love feels like
All four seasons growing inside me
Life has a reason
Swimming
My love, your love lifting
Higher harder
Got me screaming to the lord, boy
Kiss me
Pray we don't overflow
Baby I know you can feel it pulse
Keeping the peak of my waterfall
Rock it baby, rock it baby 'til the water falls down
Damn

And I can't help but love the way we make love
Daddy, daddy
Ooh child, ooh now
Yes lord
Damn baby
Driving me cray
Cray
You ain't right for doing that to me daddy
Even though I've been a bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad girl
Tell me what you're gonna do about that
Punish me
Please
Punish me please
Tell me what you're going to do with all of this
Ass
All up in your face
Yeah, hell yeah
Ride it so deep
Ooh my shit's so good it ain't even right
I know I'm right
Hell yeah you the shit
That's why you're my equivalent
So sexy

We're so much more than pointless fixtures
Instagram pictures
Cause soon boy, gonna rock that ching-ching-ching
Baby boomers
Sick little trends, tryna fit in
Home is where the heart is
Goddamnit I'm comfortable in my skin
And you're
Comfortable in my skin
You look so comfortable in my skin
Rockets and waterfalls
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Writer: Justin R. Timberlake, Miguel Jontel Pimentel, James Edward II Fauntleroy, Leslie Jerome Harmon, Timothy Z. Mosley, Beyonce Gisselle Knowles, Christopher L. Godbey
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, OLE MEDIA MANAGEMENT LP




Mine

I've been watching for the signs
Took a trip to clear my mind
Now I'm even more lost
And you're still so fine, oh my oh my
Been having conversations about breakups and separations
I'm not feeling like myself since the baby
Are we gonna even make it? Oooh
Cause if we are, we're taking this a little too far
If we are, we're taking this a little too far
Baby, if we are, we're taking this a little too far
Me being wherever I'm at, worried about wherever you are
We're taking this a little too far (x3)

Know you wanna roll with a good girl?
Do it big do it all for a good girl
One time, this is a song for the good girl
Don't sleep when you know you got it good girl
One time, this is a song for the good girl
Wanna roll, wanna roll with a good girl
One time, this is a song for the good girl
And I still keep it hood, still treat you like I should
Wassup....

On my mind up past my bedtime, no rest at the kingdom
Alone in my place, my heart is away
All that I can think of is, we should get married
We should get married
Let's stop holding back on this and let's get carried away

Stop making a big deal out of the little things
Cause I got big deals and I got little things
Got everything I'm asking for but you
Stop making a big deal out of the little things, let's get carried away
Come right now, you know where I stay

I just wanna say, you're mine, you're mine
I just wanna say, you're mine, you're mine
F*ck what you heard, you're mine, you're mine
All I'm really asking for is you
You're mine, you're mine
I just wanna say, you're mine, you're mine
F*ck what you heard, you're mine, you're mine
As long as you know who you belong to

Know you wanna roll with a good girl?
Do it big do it all for a good girl
One time, this is a song for the good girl
Don't sleep when you know you got it good girl
One time, this is a song for the good girl
Wanna roll, wanna roll with a good girl
One time, this is a song for the good girl
And I still keep it hood, still treat you like I should
Wassup....

From 8 until late, I think 'bout you
You own my nights I don't know what to do
I can't get no rest, can't get no sleep
This whole thing got way too deep and we should

Stop making a big deal out of the little things
Cause I got big deals and I got little things
Got everything I'm asking for but you
Stop making a big deal out of the little things, let's get carried away
Come right now, you know where I stay

I just wanna say, you're mine, you're mine
I just wanna say, you're mine, you're mine
F*ck what you heard, you're mine, you're mine
All I'm really asking for is you
You're mine, you're mine
I just wanna say, you're mine, you're mine
F*ck what you heard, you're mine, you're mine
As long as you know who you belong to

Know you wanna roll with a good girl?
Do it big do it all for a good girl
One time, this is a song for the good girl
Don't sleep when you know you got it good girl
One time, this is a song for the good girl
Wanna roll, wanna roll with a good girl
One time, this is a song for the good girl
And I still keep it hood, still treat you like I should
Wassup....

I gotta pull up on you
You gon make me have to pull up on you
Don't go Ghost on me I'mma go Thriller on you I'mma just
Imma let my hands do the talking when I see you baby girl
I miss feeling on you, I miss everything that's real about you
And that's everything about you that's just how I feel about you
I been about you and I'm still about you but
We ain't finished talking
I told you you don't need to worry about them bitches
All them fives need to listen when the ten is talking
Cuz they don't wanna see you happier than them and girl you swear they are your friends and there's been a problem
You the one they hate, just come with that
I know you think it's funny that your ex is not a running back but that nigga came running back
And you tell me that you're done with that
And I believe it's true as long as you know who you belong to

All I'm really asking for is you
Long as you know who you belong to
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

Writer: Beyonce Knowles, Jordan Ullman, Dwane II Weir, Noah James Shebib, Aubrey Drake Graham, Sidney J. Brown
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Downtown Music Publishing




XO

(Flight controller is here is looking very carefully at the situation)

(Obviously a major malfunction)



Your love is bright as ever

Even in the shadows

Baby, kiss me

Before they turn the lights out

Your heart is glowing

And I'm crashing into you

Baby, kiss me

Before they turn the lights out

Before they turn the lights out

Baby, love me lights out



In the darkest night hour (in the darkest night hour)

I search through the crowd (search through the crowd)

Your face is all that I see

I give you everything

Baby, love me lights out

Baby, love me lights out

You can turn my lights out



We don't have forever

Ooh, baby daylight's wasting

You better kiss me

Before our time has run out

Mm, yeah

Nobody sees what we see

They're just hopelessly gazing, oh

Oh, baby take me, me

Before they turn the lights out

Before our time has run out

Baby, love me lights out



In the darkest night hour (in the darkest night hour)

I search through the crowd (I search through the crowd)

Your face is all that I see

I give you everything

Baby, love me lights out

Baby, love me lights out

You can turn my lights out



I love you like XO

You love me like XO

You kill me, boy, XO

You love me like XO

All that I see

Give me everything

Baby, love me lights out

Baby, love me lights out

You can turn my lights out



In the darkest night hour (in the darkest night hour)

I search through the crowd (I search through the crowd)

Your face is all that I see

I give you everything

Baby, love me lights out

Baby, love me lights out

You can turn my lights out
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Writer: Beyonce Gisselle Knowles, Ryan B. Tedder, Terius Youngdell Nash
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.




Flawless

Dum-da-de-da
Do, do, do, do, do, do
(Coming down, dripping candy on the ground)

It's that Yoncé, your Yoncé in that lingerie
On that chardonnay, scoring touchdowns on yo runway
I'm Texas forever like Bun B, and I'm redboned yo
Billion Ring like Donjae, I'm camo in here yo
These thots can't clock me nowadays
You wish I was your pound cake
Boy you know I look good as f*ck
You wish I was your babymomma
Want me to come around and give you good karma, but no
We escalate, up in this bitch like elevators
Of course sometimes shit go down
When it's a billion dollars on an elevator
Of course sometimes shit go down
When it's a billion dollars on an elevator
(Ha, ha, God damn, God damn, God damn)

Momma taught me good home training
My Daddy taught me how to love my haters
My sister told me I should speak my mind
My man made me feel so God damn fine (I'm flawless!)

You wake up, flawless
Post up, flawless
Ridin' round in it, flawless
Flossin' on that, flawless
This diamond, flawless
My diamond, flawless
This rock, flawless
My Roc, flawless
I woke up like this, I woke up like this
We flawless, ladies tell 'em
I woke up like this, I woke up like this
We flawless, ladies tell 'em
Say "I look so good tonight"
God damn, God damn
Say "I look so good tonight"
God damn, God damn, God damn

I wake up looking this good
And I wouldn't change it if I could
(If I could, if I, if I, could)
And you can say what you want
I'm the shit (what you want I'm the shit)
I'm the shit, I'm the shit, I'm the shit
I want everyone to feel like this, tonight
God damn, God damn, God damn
(Onika)

[Nicki Minaj:]
Looking Trinidadian, Japanese and Indian
Got Malaysian, got that yaki, that wavy Brazilian

[Beyonce:]
(Them bitches thirsty, I'm Hungarian
Nicki, Bey, be eatin' diamond fangs, barbarian, ah)

[Nicki Minaj:]
Yo, like MJ doctor, they killing me
Propofol, I know they hope I fall
But tell 'em winning is my motherf*ckin' protocol
'Cause I score before I ever throw the ball
These bitches washed up and ain't no f*ckin' soap involved, uh
It's every hood nigga dream, fantasizing about Nicki and Bey
Curvalicious, pussy served delicious
Mayday mayday, earth to bitches
Slap these hoes on they ass like we birthing bitches, uh
The queen of rap, slayin with queen Bey
If you ain't on the team, you playin' for team D
'Cause we A-listers, we paid sisters
This watch right here done faced blizzards
I confess, I woke up like this
All this drank in my cup like this
All this ass on that flawless dick
Instagram another flawless pic
Flawless city with these flawless titties
I've got all these hundreds, you've got all them fifties
I'm with some flawless bitches because they be mobbin' pretty
'Cause niggas love bad bitches that be on they grizzly
Throw that ass back I be on my frisbee
Princess cut diamonds on my Disney
He want monster Nicki in Sri Lanka
I told 'em meet me at the trump, Ivanka
I said come here let me show you how this cookie tastes
This that yeah, nigga, eat the cookie face

(Right, Right, Right)
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

Writer: Raymond Deandre Martin, Rashad Muhammad, Chauncey Alexander Hollis, Terius Nash, Beyonce Knowles
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, Walt Disney Music Company




Superpower

When the palm of my two hands hold each other
That feels different
From when your hands are in mine
That's just the way it is
And when my voice is screaming out to my own ears
That feels different
From when I hear yours
Now thats just the way it is
And when I'm standing in this mirror
After all these years
What I'm viewing is a little different
From what your eyes show you
I guess I didn't see myself before you
Moving forward

Super power
A subtle power
Super power
A tough love
Super power
Like a shark
Super power
Like a bear
A tough love

And I thought the world would move on
I thought the world would move on
Without us, without us, without us
But nothing I know could slow us down
Couldn't tow us down
I thought I could live without you
Cause nothing I know can break us
Down
They can't break us down

And just like you I can't be scared
Just like you I hope I'm spared
But it's tough love
I know you feel it in the air
Even the babies know it's there
Tough love
Super power
The laws of the world tell us what goes sky
And what falls
It's a super power
Super power
The laws of the world never stopped us once
Cause together we got plenty super power

Super power
A subtle power
Super power
A tough love
Super power
Like a shark
Super power
Like a bear
A tough love

And I thought the world would move on
I thought the world would move on
Without us, without us, without us
But nothing I know could slow us down
Couldn't tow us down
I thought I could live without you
Cause nothing I know can break us
Down
They can't break us down

Yes we can
Couldn't break us down
They couldn't break us down
Yes we can
Couldn't break us down
They couldn't break us down
Yes we can
Couldn't break us down
They couldn't break us down
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

Writer: Pharrell Williams, Frank Ocean, Beyonce Knowles
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management




Heaven

I fought for you
The hardest, it made me the strongest
So tell me your secrets
I just can't stand to see you leaving

But Heaven couldn't wait for you
No, Heaven couldn't wait for you
Heaven couldn't wait for you
No, Heaven couldn't wait for you
So go on, go home

We laughed at the darkness
So scared that we lost it
We stood on the ceilings
You showed me love was all you needed

Heaven couldn't wait for you
Heaven couldn't wait for you
Oh, Heaven couldn't wait for you
No, Heaven couldn't wait for you, you, you, you, you, you
No Heaven couldn't wait for
Heaven couldn't wait for you
No
Heaven couldn't wait for you
Oh oh, Heaven couldn't wait for you
So go on, go home
So go on go home

Padre nuestro que estás en el cielo
Santificado sea tu nombre
Venga tu reino
Hágase tu voluntad en la tierra como en el cielo
Amén
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

Writer: Beyonce Knowles, Jordan Cruz
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, O/B/O DistroKid




Blue

Sometimes these walls seem to cave in on me
When I look in your eyes, I feel alive
Some days we say words that don't mean a thing
But when you holding me tight, I feel alive

Make it last forever
Come on baby won't you hold on to me, hold on to me
You and I together
Come on baby won't you hold on to me, hold on to me

Each day I feel so blessed to be looking at you
Cause when you open your eyes, I feel alive
My heart beats so damn quick when you say my name
When I'm holding you tight, I'm so alive
Now let's live it up

Make it last forever
Come on baby won't you hold on to me, hold on to me
You and I together
Come on baby won't you hold on to me, hold on to me
Make it last forever
Come on baby won't you hold on to me, hold on to me
You and I together
Come on baby won't you hold on to me, hold on to me

We gotta hold on, I gotta hold on
You've got to hold on, you've got a hold on me
We gotta hold on, I gotta hold on
You've got to hold on, you've got a hold on me

Make it last forever
Come on baby won't you hold on to me, hold on to me
You and I together
Come on baby won't you hold on to me, hold on to me

We gotta hold on, I gotta hold on
You've got to hold on, you've got a hold on me

Make it last forever
Come on baby won't you hold on to me, hold on to me
You and I together
Come on baby won't you hold on to me, hold on to me

Hold on to me, hold on
Been-sy-ay
Been-sy-ay
Blue
Mommy, mommy, mommy
Can we see daddy
Can we see daddy
Missus Carter!
Missus Carter!
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

Writer: Jordan Cruz, Beyonce Knowles
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC




7/11

Shoulders sideways, smack it, smack it in the air
Legs movin' side to side, smack it in the air
Legs movin' side to side, smack you in the air
Shoulders sideways, smack it, smack it in the air
Smack it, smack it in the air
Legs movin' side to side, smack it, smack it in the air
Smack it, smack it in the air

Wave your hands side to side, put it in the air
Wave your hands side to side, put it in the air
Clap, clap, clap like you don't care
Smack that, clap, clap, clap like you don't care
(I know you care)

Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap it
Foot up, my foot up
Hold up now my foot up
(I'm spinnin') I'm spinnin' my foot up
Foot up yeah my foot up
(Spinnin') I'm spinnin' my foot up
Put my foot down yeah my hands up
My hands up, my hands up
(Flexin') Flexin' while my hands up
My hands up, my hands up
I stand up with my hands up
Then I put up, my hands up
I put up, my hands up
I put up, my hands up
Then I'm spinnin' all my hands up
(Spinnin') Spinnin' while my hands up
(Spinnin') Spinnin' while my hands up
(Spinnin') Spinnin' while my hands up
Then I'm tippin' all my hands up
Spinnin', I'm spinnin', I'm spinnin' while my hands up
(Spinnin') I'm Spinnin', I'm spinnin', I'm spinnin' while my hands up
(Drank)

Hold that cup like alcohol, hold that cup like alcohol
Hold that cup like alcohol
Don't you drop that alcohol
Never drop that alcohol, never drop that alcohol
I know you thinkin' bout alcohol
I know I'm thinkin' bout that alcohol

Man this here like rollin' dice, man this here like rollin' dice
Seven eleven, seven eleven, seven twice, man seven twice
Man it feel like rollin' dice, man this feel like rollin' dice
Man it feel like rollin' dice
Seven twice, seven twice
Girl I'm tryna kick it with you
Girl I'm tryna kick it with you
Man I'm tryna kick it with you
My feet up, I kick it with you
Man I swear I kick it with you
Girl I wanna kick it with you
Man I know I kick it with you
Yeah I spin' around and I kick it with you

Shoulders sideways, smack it, smack it in the air
Legs movin' side to side, smack it in the air
Legs movin' side to side, smack you in the air
Shoulders move side to side smack it in the air
Smack it in the air, smack it, smack it the in the air
Smack it in the air, smack it, smack it in the air

Wave your hands side to side, put it in the air
Wave your hands side to side, put it in the air
Clap, clap, clap like you don't care
Smack that, clap, clap, clap like you don't care
(I know you care)

Wave your hands side to side
Wave your hands side to side
Wave your hands side to side
Wave your hands side to side
Ooh we be be freaky deaky
Think me see she pink bikini
Rock that kufi, dye dashiki
Nefertiti, edges teeny
Sweatin' on my blow out
Sweatin' on my press
This trick about to go off
Mad 'cause I'm so fresh
Fresher than you
I'm fresher than you
Fresher than you, oh
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

Writer: Noel Fisher, Adrian Bruesch, Beyonce Knowles, Sidney Swift
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.




Flawless (Remix)

"Your challengers are a young group from Houston

Welcome, Beyoncé, Lativia, Nina, Nicky, Kelly and Ashley

The hip hop rappin' Girls' TYME"



I'm out that H, town coming coming down

I'm coming down, drippin' candy on the ground

H, Town, Town, I'm coming down, coming down

Drippin' candy on the ground



I know when you were little girls

You dreamt of being in my world

Don't forget it, don't forget it

Respect that, bow down, bitches

I took some time to live my life

But don't think I'm just his little wife

Don't get it twisted, get it twisted

This my shit, bow down, bitches

Bow down, bitches, bow bow down, bitches (crown)

Bow down, bitches, bow bow down, bitches (crown)

H Town, vicious

H, H Town, vicious

I'm so crown crown, bow down, bitches



I'm about that H, town, coming coming down

I'm coming down, drippin' candy on the ground

H, Town, Town, I'm coming down, coming down

Drippin' candy on the ground



We teach girls to shrink themselves

To make themselves smaller

We say to girls

"You can have ambition

But not too much

You should aim to be successful

But not too successful

Otherwise you will threaten the man"

Because I am female

I am expected to aspire to marriage

I am expected to make my life choices

Always keeping in mind that

Marriage is the most important

Now marriage can be a source of

Joy and love and mutual support

But why do we teach girls to aspire to marriage

And we don't teach boys the same?

We raise girls to see each other as competitors

Not for jobs or for accomplishments

Which I think can be a good thing

But for the attention of men

We teach girls that they cannot be sexual beings

In the way that boys are

Feminist: the person who believes in the social

Political, and economic equality of the sexes



You wake up, flawless

Post up, flawless

Ridin' round in it, flawless

Flossin on that, flawless

This diamond, flawless

My diamond, flawless

This rock, flawless

My rock, flawless

I woke up like this

I woke up like this

We flawless, ladies tell 'em

I woke up like this

I woke up like this

We flawless, ladies tell 'em

Say I, look so good tonight

God damn, God damn

Say I, look so good tonight

God damn, God damn



Mama taught me good home training

My Daddy taught me how to love my haters

My sister told me I should speak my mind

My man made me feel so God damn fine



You wake up, flawless

Post up, flawless

Ridin' round in it, flawless

Flossin on that, flawless

This diamond, flawless

My diamond, flawless

This rock, flawless

My Roc, flawless

I woke up like this

I woke up like this

We flawless, ladies tell 'em

I woke up like this

I woke up like this

We flawless, ladies tell 'em

Say I, look so good tonight

God damn, God damn

Say I, look so good tonight

God damn, God damn, God damn



The judges give champion Skeleton Crew four stars!

A perfect score, the challenger, Girls' TYME, receives three stars!

Skeleton Crew, champions once again

Congratulations, we'll see you next week
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

Writer: Raymond Deandre Martin, Rashad Muhammad, Chauncey Alexander Hollis, Terius Nash, Beyonce Knowles
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Walt Disney Music Company, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.




Drunk In Love (Remix)

I've been drinking, I've been drinking

I get filthy when that liquor get into me

I've been thinking, I've been thinking

Why can't I keep my fingers off you, baby?

I want you, na na

Why can't I keep my fingers off you, baby?

I want you, na na



Cigars on ice, cigars on ice

Feeling like an animal with these cameras all in my grill

Flashing lights, flashing lights

You got me faded, faded, faded

Baby, I want you, na na

Can't keep your eyes off my fatty

Daddy, I want you, na na

Drunk in love, I want you



We woke up in the kitchen saying

"How the hell did this shit happen?" Oh baby

Drunk in love, we be all night

Last thing I remember is our beautiful bodies grinding up in that club

Drunk in love



We be all night, in love, love

We be all night, in love, love



And we be all night, and everything alright

No complaints for my body, so fluorescent under these lights, boy I'm drinking

Park it in my lot, 7-11

I'm rubbin' on it, rub-rubbin'

If you scared, call that reverend, boy I'm drinking

Get my brain right

Armand de Brignac, gangster wife

Louis sheets, he sweat it out, like washrags, he wet it up, boy I'm drinking

I'm singin' on the mic to my boy toys

Then I fill the tub up halfway then ride it with my surfboard

Surfboard, surfboard

Grainin' on that wood, grainin', grainin' on that wood

I'm swerving on that, swerving, swerving on that

Big body been servin' all this

Swerve, surfin' all in this good-good



We woke up in the kitchen saying

"How the hell did this shit happen?" Oh baby

Drunk in love we be all night

Last thing I remember is our beautiful bodies grinding up in that club

Drunk in love



We be all night, in love, love

We be all night, in love, love (I'm nice right now, hold up)



That D'USSÉ is the shit if I do say so myself

If I do say so myself, if I do say so myself

Hold up, stumble all in the house

Time to back up all that mouth

That you had all in the car

Talkin' about you the baddest bitch thus far

Talkin' about you be reppin' that Third

I wanna see all that shit that I heard

Know I sling Clint Eastwood

Hope you can handle this curve, uh

Foreplay in a foyer, f*cked up my Warhol

Slid the panties right to the side

Ain't got the time to take drawers off on sight

Catch a charge I might

Beat the box up, like Mike in '97, I bite

I'm Ike Turner, turn up, baby, no I don't play

"Now eat the cake, Anna Mae!" Said, "Eat the cake, Anna Mae!" I'm nice

For y'all to reach these heights

You gon' need G3, 4, 5, 6 flights, sleep tight

We sex again in the morning

Your breasteses is my breakfast, we goin' in



We be all night (we be all night) in love, love

We be all night, in love, love



I'm never tired, never tired

I been sippin', that's the only thing, that's keepin' me on fire, we on fire

Didn't mean to spill that liquor all on my attire

I've been drinkin', watermelon

I want your body right here, daddy, I want you, right now

Can't keep your eyes off my fatty, daddy, I want you



We be all night, in love, love

We be all night, in love, love
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

Writer: Andre Eric Proctor, Beyonce Giselle Knowles, Brian Soko, Leslie Jerome Harmon, Noel C. Fisher, Rasool Ricardo Diaz, Shawn Corey Carter, Timothy Zachery Mosley
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Anthem Entertainment, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.




Ring Off

[Verse 1:]
Mama, I understand your many sleepless nights
When you sit and you think about Father
Or how you tried to be the perfect wife

[Pre-Hook:]
You used to dress and fix your hair
Then you smiled through your tears
In the mirror you would stare
And say a prayer
Like, "I wish he said I'm beautiful
I wish it didn't hurt at all
I don't know how I got here
I was once the one who had his heart

[Hook:]
Until you had enough then you took that ring off
You took that ring off
So tired of the lies and trying, fighting, crying
Took that ring off
Oh, now the fun begins
Dust yourself off and you love again
You found a new man now you shine and you're fine
Like it's my time, you took that ring off

[Verse 2:]
Mama (so sexy), you live and learn, that's just the way life goes
(Uh, you a killer, you a killer, killer)
Always know that you've got a daughter
That's so, so proud you took the high road
(You a killer, so sexy)

[Pre-Hook]

[Hook]

[Bridge:]
After all your tears
After all that pain's all clear
Mama, after all them years
We can start all over again
Mama, and now it all makes sense
Letting go is never the end
Mama, we can love again
This is where freedom begins

[Outro:]
Mama, so put your love on top
You gon' shine and put your love on top
It's your time to put your love on top
Everybody put your love on top
Aye, love on top
Aye, love on top
It's your time to put your love on top
Girl you so fine, put your love on top

[Outro Skit - Tina Knowles:]
If you're going through it, just know it's called "going THROUGH it"
You're not gonna get stuck there, you're not gonna die
You're gonna survive
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

Writer: ADAM AMEZAGA, BEYONCE KNOWLES, CHARLES HINSHAW, CHAUNCEY HOLLIS, DEREK DIXIE, GEOFF EARLY, MICHAEL CAREN, MIKE DEAN, SIDNEY SWIFT, STEPHEN BISHOP, WILLIAM LOBBAN-BEAN
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Downtown Music Publishing, BMG Rights Management




Blow (Remix)

I love your face

You love the taste

That sugar babe, it melts away



I kiss you and you lick your lips, I kiss you when you lick your lips

You like it wet and so do I, you like it wet and so do I

I know you never waste a drip, I know you never waste a drip

I wonder how it feels sometimes

Must be good to you



Keep me coming, keep me going, keep me coming, keep me going

Keep me humming, keep me moaning, keep me humming, keep me moaning

Don't stop loving 'til the morning, don't stop loving 'til the morning

Don't stop screaming, freaking, blowing



Can you eat my skittles

It's the sweetest in the middle, yeah (yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, oh)

Pink that's the flavor

Solve the riddle, yeah (yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, oh)



I'mma lean back

Don't worry its nothing major

Make sure you clean that

It's the only way to get the

Flavor



When you're thirsty and need love

I give it up 'til I'm empty babe

Must be good to you

If you're lonely in your bed, fill it up to the top

Must be good to you



Keep me coming, keep me going, keep me coming, keep me going

Keep me humming, keep me moaning, keep me humming, keep me moaning

Don't stop loving 'til the morning, don't stop loving 'til the morning

Don't stop screaming, freaking, blowing



Can you eat my skittles

It's the sweetest in the middle, yeah (yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, oh)

Pink that's the flavor

Solve the riddle, yeah (yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, oh)



I'mma lean back

Don't worry its nothing major

Make sure you clean that

It's the only way to get the

Flavor



Oooh



I'm about to get into this, girls

This is for all the grown women out there



I can't wait 'til I get home so you can tear that cherry out

Turn that cherry out, turn that cherry out

I can't wait 'til I get home so you can tear that cherry out

Turn that cherry out, turn that cherry out

I want you to (turn that cherry out, turn that cherry out)

I want you to (turn that cherry out, turn that cherry out)

I want you to (turn that cherry out, turn that cherry out)

I want you to (turn that cherry out, turn that cherry out)



Ooh I've had a naughty thought today baby

Every time I close my eyes

Ooh get a glimpse of this candy paint

Don't slip off when it drip off on top of your ride

When you see it here, lift it up then toss it babe

I know everything you want

I'mma show you how I stroke (stroke it)

Bring ya work home on top of me

I'mma let let you be the boss of me (boss)

I know everything you want

Give me that daddy long stroke



I can't wait 'til I get home so you can tear that cherry out

Turn that cherry out, turn that cherry out

I can't wait 'til I get home so you can tear that cherry out

Turn that cherry out, turn that cherry out

I want you to (turn that cherry out, turn that cherry out)

I want you to (turn that cherry out, turn that cherry out)



Je ne sais quoi

Cherie, m'vle-ou

Aswe ya ce net al kole!



Keep me coming, keep me going (keep me coming, keep me going)

Keep me humming, keep me moaning (keep me humming, keep me moaning)

Don't stop loving 'til the morning (don't stop loving 'til the morning)

Don't stop screaming, freaking, blowing (blow)



Can you eat my skittles

It's the sweetest in the middle, yeah (yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, oh)

Pink that's the flavor

Solve the riddle, yeah (yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, oh)
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Writer: Beyonce Knowles, Terius Nash, Jerome Harmon, James Fauntleroy, Pharrell Williams, Justin Timberlake, Timothy Mosley
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Anthem Entertainment, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.




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Beyoncé is the self-titled fifth studio album by Beyoncé. . Developed as a visual album, every song is accompanied by a non-linear short film that illustrates the musical concepts. Beyoncé's desire to assert her full artistic freedom served as inspiration for the album's dark, personal subject matter, which incorporated feminist themes of sex, monogamy, beauty standards and relationship problems.

The album's initial recording began in New York City, where Beyoncé invited the "world's best" producers and songwriters to live with her in a mansion for a month. During extensive touring the following year, the album changed as she conceived of creating a visual accompaniment to its songs and resumed recording sessions with electronic producer and rock musician Boots.

Their collaboration led to more sonically experimental material, which combined contemporary R&B with electronic and soul music. Throughout this period, the album's songs and videos were composed in strict secrecy as Beyoncé devised an unexpected release.

Beyoncé was released digitally on the iTunes Store, early in the day and without prior announcement or promotion, and debuted at number one on the US Billboard 200, earning Beyoncé her fifth consecutive number-one album on the chart. The album sold over 617,000 copies in the United States and 828,773 copies worldwide in its first three days of sales, becoming the fastest-selling album in the history of the iTunes Store up to that point.

In the 19 days between the album's release and the end of 2013, Beyoncé sold 2.3 million copies worldwide, finishing the year as the tenth-best-selling album globally, according to the IFPI. The album has sold over 5 million copies worldwide. The album was supported on two tours: the 2014 leg of The Mrs. Carter Show World Tour, and the Jay-Z co-headlining On the Run Tour.

Beyoncé received widespread acclaim from critics upon release who praised its production, exploration of sexuality, vocal performance, as well as the album's surprise release strategy which was subsequently replicated by many artists. In 2020, Beyoncé was ranked 81st in Rolling Stone's 500 Greatest Albums of All Time list.

Beyoncé and its release is frequently credited with inventing the modern definition of the visual album, popularizing the surprise album release strategy, and provoking the International Federation of the Phonographic Industry (IFPI) to change the day of the week when music is released worldwide from Tuesday to Friday.
Genre(s): Electro-R&B, pop, alternative, R&B
Producer(s): 40, Ammo, Andre Eric Proctor, Beyonce, Bobby Johnson, Boots, Brian Soko, Caroline Polachek, Detail, Greg Kurstin, HazeBanga, Hit-Boy, Jerome Harmon, Justin Timberlake, Key Wane, Mike Caren, Pharrell Williams, Rasool Diaz, Rey Reel Music, Ryan Tedder, The-Dream, Timbaland
Length: 66:35
Released: December 13th, 2013
Year: 2013

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