SUMMER RENAISSANCE
I'm gonna spouse you and make ya tat' ya ring
I'm gonna take you all the way, baby, can I take you all the way?
You sexy motherfucker, boy, you growin' on me
I just wanna thug you, the category is Bey'
You gangsta motherfucker, boy, you growin' on me
Boy, I just wanna touch you, I can feel it through those jeans
Ah, ah, ah, oh, woo
Boy, you never had a chance
If you make my body talk, I'ma leave you in a trance
Got you walking with a limp, bet this body make ya dance
Dance, dance, dance
It's so good, it's so good, it's so good, it's so good, it's so good
It's so good, it's so good, it's so good, it's so good, it's so good
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 overanalyze
I'm gonna trust you even though we met tonight
But I'm gonna take you all the way, baby, can I take you all the way?
You sexy motherfucker, boy, you growin' on me
I just wanna thug you, the category is Bey (you growin' on me)
You gangsta motherfucker (boy, you growin' on me)
Black silicone and rubbers (I can feel, feel those jeans)
I, I, I
I'm feeling way too loose to be tied down
Can you see my brain open wide now?
Come and get what I came for, hella night now
Know you love when I roleplay, who am I now?
I'm a doc', I'm a nurse, I'm a teacher
Dominate is the best way to beat ya
Sorry 'bout yesterday, now the sweet stuff
You're a sweetie pie, come let me eat ya
(Fuck it up)
Ooh
Boy, you never had a chance
If you make my body talk, I'ma leave you in a trance
Got you walking with a limp, bet this body make ya dance
Dance, dance, dance
It's so good, it's so good, it's so good, it's so good, it's so good
It's so good, it's so good, it's so good, it's so good, it's so good
Applause, a round of applause
Applause, a round of applause
Say 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, Balenciaga
Vuitton, Dior, Givenchy, collect your coins, Beyoncé
So elegant and raunchy, this haute couture I'm flaunting
This Telfar bag imported, Birkins, them shits in storage
I'm in my bag
Ah, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Credits
Writer(s): Solomon Fagenson Cole, Brittany Coney, Levar Ryan Coppin, Leven Kali, Saliou Kahlil Diagne, Atia Boggs, Derrick Carrington Gray, Donna A. Summer, Pete Bellotte, Giorgio G. Moroder, Mike Dean, Denisia Andrews, Larry Heard, Ricky Lawson, Terius Youngdell Nash, Beyonce Gisselle Knowles
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