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SUMMER RENAISSANCE

Beyonce

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SUMMER RENAISSANCE

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I wanna house you and make you take my nameI'm gonna spouse you and make you tat your ringI'm gonna take you all the wayBaby, can I take you all the way?You sexy motherfucker, boy, you growin' on meI just wanna thug you, the category is BeyYou gangster motherfucker, boy, you growin' on meI just wanna touch you, I can feel it through those jeansAh-ah-ah-oh (Ooh)Boy, you never have a chanceIf you make my body talk, I'ma leave you in a tranceGot you walking with a limp, bet this body make you danceDance, dance, danceOoh, it's so good, it's so goodIt's so good, it's so good, it's so goodOoh, it's so good, it's so goodIt's so good, it's so good, it's so good(Ooh, it's so good, it's so good)(It's so good, it's so good, it's so good)I wanna crush you, I won't overanalyzeI'm gonna trust you even though we met tonightBut I'm gonna take you all the wayBaby, can I take you all the way?You sexy motherfucker, boy, you growin' on meI just wanna thug youThe category is Bey (You growin' on me)You gangster motherfucker, boyYou growin' on me (You, you, you growin' on me)Black silicone and rubbersI can feel it through those jeans (Growin' on me, I)I'm feeling way too loose to be tied downCan you see my brain open wide now?Come and get what I came for, hella night nowKnow you love when I roleplay, who am I now?I'm a doc, I'm a nurse, I'm a teacherDominate is the best way to beat yaSorry 'bout yesterday, now the sweet stuffYou a sweetie pie, come let me eat ya(Fuck it up)(Ooh)Boy, you never have a chanceIf you make my body talk, I'ma leave you in a tranceGot you walking with a limp, bet this body make you danceDance, dance, danceOoh, it's so good, it's so goodIt's so good, it's so good, it's so goodOoh, it's so good, it's so goodIt's so good, it's so good, it's so goodApplause, a round of applauseApplause, a round of applauseSay 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, BalenciagaVuitton, Dior, Givenchy, collect your points, BeyoncéSo elegant and raunchyThis haute couture I'm flauntingThis Telfar bag importedBirkins, them shits in storageI'm in my bagAh-oohAh-oohAh-ooh
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