Слова песни Formation Beyonce

[Intro: Messy Mya] What happened after New Orleans? Bitch, I'm back by popular demand
[Refrain: Beyonce] Y'all haters corny with that illuminati mess Paparazzi, catch my fly, and my cocky fresh I'm so reckless when I rock my Givenchy dress (stylin’) I’m so possessive so I rock his Roc necklaces My daddy Alabama, Momma Louisiana You mix that negro with that Creole make a Texas bamma I like my baby hair, with baby hair and afros I like my negro nose with Jackson Five nostrils Earned all this money but they never take the country out me I got hot sauce in my bag, swag
[Interlude: Messy Mya + Big Freedia] Oh yeah baby, oh yeah I, ohhhhh, oh yes I like that I did not come to play with you hoes I came to slay, bitch I like cornbreads and collard greens, bitch Oh yes, you best to believe it
[Refrain: Beyonce] Y'all haters corny with that illuminati mess Paparazzi, catch my fly, and my cocky fresh I'm so reckless when I rock my Givenchy dress (stylin’) I’m so possessive so I rock his Roc necklaces My daddy Alabama, Momma Louisiana You mix that negro with that Creole make a Texas bamma I like my baby hair, with baby hair and afros I like my negro nose with Jackson Five nostrils Earned all this money but they never take the country out me I got hot sauce in my bag, swag
[Chorus: Beyonce] I see it, I want it I stunt, yeah, little hornet I dream it, I work hard I grind ‘til I own it I twirl all my haters Albino alligators El Camino with the seat low Sippin’ Cuervo with no chaser Sometimes I go off, I go off I go hard, I go hard Get what’s mine, take what’s mine I’m a star, I’m a star Cause I slay, slay I slay, hey, I slay, okay I slay, okay, all day, okay I slay, okay, I slay okay We gon’ slay, slay Gon’ slay, okay We slay, okay I slay, okay I slay, okay Okay, okay, I slay, okay Okay, okay, okay, okay Okay, okay, ladies, now let’s get in formation, cause I slay Okay ladies, now let’s get in formation, cause I slay Prove to me you got some coordination Slay trick, or you get eliminated
[Verse 1: Beyonce] When he fuck me good I take his ass to Red Lobster, cause I slay When he fuck me good I take his ass to Red Lobster, cause I slay If he hit it right, I might take him on a flight on my chopper, cause I slay Drop him off at the mall, let him buy some J’s, let him shop up, cause I slay I might get your song played on the radio station, cause I slay I might get your song played on the radio station, cause I slay You just might be a black Bill Gates in the making, cause I slay I just might be a black Bill Gates in the making, cause I slay
[Chorus: Beyonce] I see it, I want it. I stunt, yeah, little hornet. I dream it, I work hard. I grind ‘til I own it. I twirl all my haters. Albino alligators. El Camino with the seat low. Sippin’ Cuervo with no chaser. Sometimes I go off, I go off. I go hard, I go hard. Get what’s mine, take what’s mine. I’m a star, I’m a star. Cause I slay, slay. I slay, hey, I slay, okay. I slay, okay, all day, okay. I slay, okay, I slay okay. We gon’ slay, slay. Gon’ slay, okay. We slay, okay. I slay, okay. I slay, okay. Okay, okay, I slay, okay. Okay, okay, okay, okay. Okay, okay, ladies, now let’s get in formation, cause I slay. Okay ladies, now let’s get in formation, cause I slay. Prove to me you got some coordination. Slay trick, or you get eliminated.
[Bridge: Beyonce] Okay ladies, now let’s get in formation, I slay. Okay ladies, now let’s get in formation. You know you that bitch when you cause all this conversation. Always stay gracious, best revenge is your paper.
[Outro] Girl I hear something, thunder. Golly this is that water boy, oh lord.