Beyoncé – Partition Lyrics

Beyoncé – Partition Lyrics
Partition
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    "Partition." - Beyoncé

    Album: BEYONCÉ (Platinum Edition)
    Track No: 06
    Let me hear you say, hey Ms. Carter (Hey Ms. Carter)
    Say hey Ms. Carter (Hey Ms. Carter)
    Gimme some!
    See me up in the club with fifty-eleven girls
    Posted in the back, diamond fangs in my grill
    Brooklyn brim with my eyes sittin' low
    And every boy in here with me got that smoke
    And every girl in here gotta look me up and down
    All on Instagram, cake by the pound
    Circulate the image every time I come around
    G's up, tell me how I'm lookin', babe
    Boy, this all for you, just walk my way
    Just tell me how it's lookin', babe
    Just tell me how it's lookin', babe
    I do this all for you, baby, just take aim
    And tell me how it's lookin', babe
    And tell me how it's lookin', babe, lookin', babe
    Drop the bass, mane, the bass get lower
    Radio say speed it up, I just go slower
    High like treble, pumpin' on the mids
    The man ain't ever seen a booty like this
    And why you think you keep my name rollin' off the tongue?
    'Cause when you wanna smash, I'll just write another one
    I sneezed on the beat and the beat got sicker
    Yoncé all on his mouth like liquor
    Yoncé all on his mouth like liquor
    Yoncé all on his mouth like liquor
    Yoncé all on his mouth like liquor
    Like, like liquor, like, like, like, liquor
    Yoncé all on his mouth like liquor
    Yoncé all on his mouth like liquor
    Yoncé all on his mouth like liquor
    Like, like liquor, like, like, like, liquor
    Drop
    Driver roll up the partition, please
    Driver roll up the partition, please
    I don't need you seein' Yoncé on her knees
    Took forty-five minutes to get all dressed up
    We ain't even gon' make it to this club
    Now my mascara runnin', red lipstick smudged
    Oh, he so horny, yeah, he want to fuck
    He popped all my buttons and he ripped my blouse
    He Monica Lewinski'd all on my gown
    Whoa, there daddy, daddy, didn't bring a towel
    Whoa baby, baby, we betta slow it down
    Took forty-five minutes to get all dressed up
    And we ain't even gon' make it to this club
    Take all of me (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 (Take all of me)
    I just wanna be the girl you like (Girl you like)
    The kind of girl you like is right here with me (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 blastin'
    He like to call me Peaches when we get this nasty
    Red wine drip, he'll talk that trash
    Chauffeur eavesdroppin' tryin' not to crash
    Whoa there daddy, daddy, now you ripped my fur
    Whoa baby, baby, be sweatin' out my hair
    Took forty-five minutes to get all dressed up
    And we ain't even gon' make it to this club
    Take all of me (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 (Take all of me)
    I just wanna be the girl you like (Girl you like)
    The kind of girl you like is right here with me (Right here with me)
    Hello
    Est-ce que tu aimes le sexe ?
    Le sexe
    Je veux dire, l'activité physique
    Le coït
    Tu aimes ça ?
    Tu ne t'intéresses pas au sexe ?
    Les hommes pensent que les féministes détestent le sexe
    Mais c'est une activité très stimulante et naturelle que les femmes adorent
    Take all of me (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 (Take all of me)
    I just wanna be the girl you like (Girl you like)
    The kind of girl you like is right here with me
    Right here with me
    Right here with me
    Hello

    Writer(s): Dwane Weir p/k/a Key Wane, Terius Nash, Justin Timberlake, Beyoncé, MIKE DEAN, Timothy Mosley & Jerome Harmon.

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