Lemonade Album

Formation Lyrics Beyoncé

Album Lemonade

Beyoncé - Formation Songtext

What happened after New Orleans?
Bitch, I'm back by popular demand

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 banner

I like my baby hair, with baby hair and afros
I like my negro nose with Jackson Five maestros
Earned all his money but they never take the country

I got hot sauce in my bag, swag

Oh yeah baby, ohhhhh, oh yes I like that
I did not come to play with you country hoes
I came to slay bitch

I like cornbreads and collard greeens bitch
Oh yes, you besta believe it

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 banner
I like my baby hair, with baby hair and afros

I like my negro nose with Jackson Five maestros
Earned all his money but they never take the country
I got hot sauce in my bag, swag

I see it I want it
I stunt yeah little hornet

I dream it, I work hard
I grind ‘til I own it
I twirl all my haters
I ride on Alligators
A camino with the scene low
Sipping Cuervo and no chaser
Sometimes I go off, I go off
I go hard, I go hard

Get what's mine, take what's mine
I'm a star, cause I slay
I slay, hey, I slay, hey
All day, okay
I slay, okay, I slay okay
I slay okay
We gon' slay, okay
We gon' slay, okay
We gon' slay, okay
We gon' slay, okay
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

Who to me you got some coordination
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, cause I slay
If he hit it right, I might take him on a flight on my chopper, cause 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 might just be a black Bill Gates in the making, cause I slay
I might just be a black Bill Gates in the making, cause I slay

I see it I want it
I stunt yeah little hornet
I dream it, I work hard
I grind ‘til I own it
I twirl all my haters
I ride on Alligators
A camino with the scene low
Sipping Cuervo and no chaser
Sometimes I go off, I go off
I go hard, I go hard
Get what's mine, take what's mine
I'm a star, cause I slay
I slay, hey, I slay, hey
All day, okay
I slay, okay, I slay okay
I slay okay
We gon' slay, okay
We gon' slay, okay
We gon' slay, okay
We gon' slay, okay
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
Who to me you got some coordination
Slay trick, or you get eliminated
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