Beyoncé – Formation Lyrics

Beyoncé – Formation Lyrics
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    "Formation." - Beyoncé

    Album: Lemonade
    Track No: 12
    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-bama
    I like my baby heir 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
    I see it, I want it
    I stunt yellow bone it
    I dream it, I work hard, I grind till I own it
    I twirl on them haters
    Albino alligators
    El Camino with the seat low, sipping Cuervo with no chaser
    Sometimes, I go off
    I go hard
    Get what's mine
    I'm a star
    'Cause I slay, I slay, I slay, I slay
    All day, I slay, I slay, I slay
    We gon' slay, gon' slay, we slay, I slay
    I slay, okay, I slay, 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 ('Cause I slay)
    Slay, trick, or you get eliminated
    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 (We gon' slay)
    If he hit it right, I might take him on a flight on my chopper (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
    I see it, I want it, I stunt, yellow bone it
    I dream it, I work hard, I grind till I own it
    I twirl on my haters, albino alligators
    El Camino with the seat low, sipping Cuervo with no chaser
    Sometimes, I go off
    I go hard
    Take what's mine
    I'm a star
    'Cause I slay, I slay, I slay, I slay
    I slay, I slay, I slay, I slay
    We gon' slay, gon' slay, we slay, I slay
    I slay, okay, I slay (Okay, okay, okay, okay)
    Okay, okay, ladies, now let's get in formation (I slay)
    Okay, ladies, now let's get in formation (I slay)
    Prove to me you got some coordination (I slay)
    Slay, trick, or you get eliminated (I slay)
    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

    Writer(s): Michael L. Williams II, Beyoncé, Khalif Brown, Aaquil Brown & Asheton Hogan.

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