Hello, girls (Hello, Beyoncé) Hello, fellas (You're pretty swell) Those petty ones can't fuck with me (Why?) 'Cause I'm a clever girl, we snappin' (Pretty please) Toms, please We wanna welcome you to the Beyoncé Cowboy Carter: Act II, ah And a rodeo chitlin circuit We gon' make it do what it do, ya-ya Put them hands together
We clappin' We drummin' (Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya) Oh, oh, ya-ya-ya (Oh, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya) Oh, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya (Oh, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya) Ya-ya-ya-ya (Oh, ya) (Ya-ya) B-E-Y-I-N-C-E, ya
My family live and died in America, hm Good ol' USA, shit (Good ol' USA) Whole lotta red in that white and blue, huh History can't be erased, ooh You lookin' for a new America? (America) Are you tired, workin' time and a half for half the pay? (Woo-hoo) Ya-ya (Half the pay, oh-oh) I just pray that we don't crash Keep my Bible on the dash We gotta keep the faith Wildfire burnt his house down Insurance ain't gon' pay no Fannie Mae, shit So hold this holster, pour mo' liquor, please Hard workin' man ain't got no money in the bank Huh, the ya-ya Turn up the vinyl and the radio (Radio) He can't watch the news nowadays (Nowadays) Oh, I just pray that he don't crash keep his pistol on the dash He gotta keep the faith
She's pickin' up good vibrations He's lookin' for sweet sensations
Ladies? (Yeah?) Fuck it, we shakin' (Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya) We swimmin' (Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya) We jerkin'(Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya) We twerkin' (Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya) You wanna touch it, don't you? (Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya) Come get this genie in a bottle (Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya) Come rub it, won't you? (Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya) I pop it (Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya) I walk it like I talk it (Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya) I got your spurs sparkin' (Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya) Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, oh
Let loose Do what you do, baby, Good God I don't wanna hear no ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya I got you daydreamin' Put your lips on my lips And strum me like a guitar La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, you got me movin', boy You got me ooh-in' you might know what you're doin' (Ooh-ooh) Put them babies to bed (Oh-oh) We sweat out the sheets (Oh) Got you up all night And now you don't wanna leave I can soothe your pain, yeah When I'm long gone, you'll call my name, yeah World of Wind got you insane, yeah It's givin' me the faith
I'm pickin' up good vibrations, ooh He's givin' me sweet sensations, oh
B-E-Y-I-N-C-E, ya (Get down) We gon' bust it down (Ya-ya) From Texas (From Texas) To Gary (To Gary) All the way down to New York City (New York City) Give me a kiss Big daddy, you so pretty (So pretty)
Got these slugs in my mouth when I die, don't take 'em out (Got these slugs in my mouth when I die, don't take 'em out) Ooh Baby, if you ain't got no grits get the fuck up out the South (If you ain't got no grits get the fuck up out the South) Mmh Life is comin' at me fast Keep my Bible on the dash His pistol in my seat, just in case I gotta blast I just wanna shake my ass (Have a blast), ooh I just wanna shake my ass (Have a blast) ooh (We vibratin') And lover boy, you're so fine Ooh, you got me losin' my mind But you gotta keep the faith
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh We gotta keep the faith (Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya) Ah, vote Ah, oh, woah-oh
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Compositores: , Anais Estelle Oluwatoyin Marinho (Arlo Parks) (PRS), Beyonce Gisselle Knowles (ASCAP), Brian Wilson, Harry Edwards, Klara Mkhatshwa Munk-hansen (BMI), Mike Love, Oliver Sebastian Rodigan (Cadenza) (PRS), Shawn C Carter (ASCAP), Terius Gesteelde-diamontEditores: Carter Boys Music (ASCAP), Oakland 13 Music (ASCAP), Sony/ATV Music Publishing Limited (PRS), Sony/ATV Songs LLC (BMI), Young Songs LimitedAdministração: Sony Music Publishing LLC, Sony-ATV Tunes LLC (ASCAP), Sony/ATV Music Publishing Limited (PRS)ECAD verificado obra #45011348 em 20/Jul/2024 com dados da UBEM