Beyonce_-_Summer_Renaissance_-_lyrics

I wanna house you and make you take my name

I’m gonna spouse you and make you touch a ring

I’m gonna take you all the way, baby, can I take you all the way?

You sexy motherfucker, boy, you growin’ on me

I just wanna thug you, the category is bae

You gangsta motherfucker, boy, you growin’ on me

Boy, I just wanna touch you, I can feel, feel those jeans

Ah, ah, ah, oh, woo

Boy, you ain’t never had a chance

If you make my body talk, I’m leave you in a trance

Got you walking with a limb, with this body, make it dance

Dance, dance, dance

It’s so good, it’s so good, it’s so good, it’s so good, it’s so good

It’s so good, it’s so good, it’s so good, it’s so good, it’s so good

I wanna crush you and run over all the lies

I’m gonna trash you even though we met tonight

But I’m gonna take you all the way, baby, can I take you all the way?

You sexy motherfucker, boy, you growin’ on me

I just wanna thug you, the category is bae

You gangsta motherfucker (boy, you growin’ on me)

Got me filling up all them rubbers (I can feel, feel those jeans)

I, I, I

I’m feeling way too loose to be tied down

Can you see my brain open wide now?

Come and get what I came for, hella night now

Know you love when I roleplay, who am I now?

I’m a doc’, I’m a nurse, I’m a teacher

Dominate is the best way to beat ya

Sorry ’bout yesterday and all the sweet stuff

You’re a sweetie pie, come let me eat ya

(Fuck it up)

Ooh

Boy, you ain’t never had a chance

If you make my body talk, I’m leave you in a trance

Got you walking with a limp, with this body, make it dance

Dance, dance, dance

It’s so good, it’s so good, it’s so good, it’s so good, it’s so good

It’s so good, it’s so good, it’s so good, it’s so good, it’s so good

Applause, a round of applause

Applause, a round of applause

Say I want, want, want what I want, want, want

I want, want, want what I want, want, want

I want, want, want what I want, want, want

I want, want, want what I want, want, want

I want your touch, I want your feeling

I want your touch, I want your feeling

I want your love, I want your spirit

I want your love, I want your spirit

The more I want, the more I need it

The more I want, the more I need it

Need it

Need it

Versace, Bottega, Prada, Balenciaga

Vuitton, Dior, Givenchy, collect your points, Beyoncé

So elegant and raunchy, this hot couture I’m flaunting

This Telfar bag imported, Birkins, them shits in storage

I’m in my bag

Ah, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh