Beyonce AKA

[Chorus]
How you gon' be my fiancé
Living like Rihanna?
Thinking you Beyonce
Holidays with the small plane
I bought you Balenciaga
All I wanted was the small things, Kanye
808 Heartbreak
When I left my baby mama
I thought you would be my soulmate
You was a bomb babe
Now I'm talking to this bum bae

[Verse 1]
You won’t believe (Ah)
All these fucken (Ah-ha) nights I go freeze (Ah)
My mona lisa (Ah-haa)
She all up in the streets (Ah)
Michaelangelo all up in the suites (Ah)
That’s bitter sweet (Ah-haaaa)
Aha
Ahh
Ahhaaaa
What’s the reason that you lost faith
Sleeping at your mom’s place
Now I got some extra garage space
Dark days praying for the last grace
Wherever you are
I wonder if you doing well
Remember in London when I took you to see Miguel?
Remember when I kicked you out the hotel?
50 minutes later I was blowing up on your cell?
We was crazy, sexy, cool on some TLC shit
Even made the fucking news on the Mozambique trip
Long braids long breaks, India Arie shit
Front page, front page, we was still a secret