(Beyoncé)
Dum-da-de-da
Do, do, do, do, do, do
It’s that Yoncé, your Yoncé
In that lingerie, on that chardonnay
Scorin’ touchdowns on your runway
I’m Texas forever like Bun B
And I’m Rambo-ing these hoes
I’m really rit like Donjae
I’m camo-ing these hoes
These thots can’t clock me nowadays
We escalating, 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
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 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’m the shit)
I want everyone to feel like this, tonight
God damn, God damn, God damn!
Yo, like MJ doctor, they killing me
Propofol, I know they hope I fall
But tell ‘em winning is my motherfuckin’ protocol
‘Cause I score before I ever throw the ball
These bitches washed up and ain’t no fuckin’ soap involved, uh
This 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 phased 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 got all these hundreds, you 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 him meet me at the Trump, Ivanka
I said come here, let me show you how this cookie taste
This that “Yeah, nigga, eat the cookie” face
(Right, right, right)