[Intro: Beyoncé]
Dum-da-de-da
Do-do-do, do-do-ro-do (Ayy, ayy)
(C-C-Comin' down, drippin' candy on the ground)
[Verse 1: Beyoncé]
It's that Yoncé, your Yoncé
In that lingerie, on that chardonnay
Scoring touchdowns on your runway
I'm Texas forever, like Bun B
And I'm Ramboing these hoes
I'm really rit' like Donjae
I'm camo-ing these hoes
These thots can't clock me nowadays
You wish I was your pound cake
Boy, you know I look good as fuck
Wish I was your baby momma
Want me to come around and give you good karma
But no, we escalatin'
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 (Haha!)
Ooh, God damn, God damn, God damn
Dum-da-de-da
Do-do-do, do-do-ro-do (Ayy, ayy)
(C-C-Comin' down, drippin' candy on the ground)
[Verse 1: Beyoncé]
It's that Yoncé, your Yoncé
In that lingerie, on that chardonnay
Scoring touchdowns on your runway
I'm Texas forever, like Bun B
And I'm Ramboing these hoes
I'm really rit' like Donjae
I'm camo-ing these hoes
These thots can't clock me nowadays
You wish I was your pound cake
Boy, you know I look good as fuck
Wish I was your baby momma
Want me to come around and give you good karma
But no, we escalatin'
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 (Haha!)
Ooh, God damn, God damn, God damn
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