Beyonce Partition Şarkı Sözü

Beyonce Partition Şarkı Sözü

[Intro]

See me up in the club

With fifth eleven girls

Posted in the back got my thangs and my grill

Brooklyn brim with my eyes sitting low

Every boy in here with me got that smoke

And every girl in here gotta look me up and down

All honest [?] by the pound

Circulate the image every time I come around

G's up tell me how I'm looking babe

I do this all for you

Just walk my way

Just tell me how it's looking babe

Just tell how it's looking babe

I do this all for you

Just take aim

And tell me how it's looking babe

How it's looking babe

Drop the bass, man the bass get lower

Radio says speed it up

I just go slower

High like treble, pumping on the

A man ain't ever seen a booty like this

And why you keep my name when you rollin off my tongue

Cause when you wanna smash I just write another one

I sneezed on the beat, and the beat got sicker

Young say ya'll on his mouth like liquor

Young say ya'll on his mouth like liquor

Young say ya'll on his mouth like liquor

Young say ya'll on his mouth like liquor like like liquor

Like like liquor, like like liquor

Young say ya'll on his mouth like liquor

Young say ya'll on his mouth like liquor

Young say ya'll on his mouth like liquor

Young say ya'll on his mouth like liquor like like liquor

Like like liquor

Driver roll up the partition please

Driver roll up the partition please

I don't need you seeing 'yonce on her knees

Took 45 minutes to get all dressed up

We ain't even gonna make it to this club

Now my mascara running, red lipstick smudged

Oh he so horny, he want to fuck

He bucked all my buttons, he ripped my blouse

He Monica Lewinski all on my gown

Oh there daddy, d-daddy didn't bring the towel

Oh baby, b-baby we slow it down

Took 45 minutes to get all dressed up

We ain't even gonna make it to this club

[Hook]

Take all of me

I just wanna be the girl you like, girl you like

The kind of girl you like, girl you like

Take all of me

I just wanna be the girl you like, girl you like

The kinda girl you like

Is right here with me

Driver roll up the partition fast

Driver roll up the partition fast

Over there I swear I saw them cameras flash

Handprints and footprints on my glass

Handprints and good grips all on my ass

Private show with the music blasting

He like to call me Peaches when we get this nasty

Red wine drip, talk that trash

Chauffer eavesdropping trying not to crash

Oh there daddy, d-daddy now you ripped my fur

Oh baby, b-baby be sweatin' on my hair

Took 45 minutes to get all dressed up

We ain't even gonna make it to this club

[Hook]