Beyonce - Formation Lyrics

Beyonce - Formation Lyrics

(Intro: Messy Mya)
What happened at the New Wil’ins?
Bitch, I'm back by popular demand

(Refrain: Beyonce)
Ya'll haters corny with that Illuminati mess
Paparazzi, catch my fly, and my cocky fresh
I'm so reckless when I rock my Givenchy dress (styling)
I'm so possessive so I rock his Roc necklaces
My daddy Alabama, Momma Louisiana
Ya mix that negro with that Creole make a Texas bamma
I like my baby hair, with baby hair and afros
I like my negro nose with Jackson Five nostrils
Earned all this money but they neva take the country out me
I got a hot sauce in my bag, swag

(Interlude: Messy Mya and Big Freedia)
Oh yeah baby, oh yeah I, oh, oh yes I like that
I did not come to play with ya hoes, haha
I came to slay, bitch
I like cornbreads and collard greens, bitch
Oh yes, ya best believe it

(Refrain)

(Chorus: Beyonce)
I see it, I want it
I stunt, yeah, 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 off
I go hard, I go hard
Get what's mine, take what's mine
I'm a star, I'm a star
Cuz I slay, slay
I slay, hey, I slay, ok
I slay, ok, all day, ok
I slay, ok, I slay ok
We gon' slay, slay
Gon' slay, ok
We slay, ok
I slay, ok
I slay, ok
Ok, ok, I slay, ok
Ok, ok, ok, ok
Ok, ok, ladies, now let's get in formation, cuz I slay
Ok ladies, now let's get in formation, cuz I slay
Prove to me ya got some coordination, cuz I slay
Slay trick, or ya get eliminated

(Verse: Beyonce)
When he fuck me good I take his ass to Red Lobster, cuz I slay
When he fuck me good I take his ass to Red Lobster, cuz I slay
If he hit it right, I might take him on a flight on my chopper, cuz I slay
Drop him off at the mall, let him buy some J's, let him shop up, cuz I slay
I might get yo song played on the radio station, cuz I slay (x2)
Ya just might be a black Bill Gates in the makin', cuz I slay
I just might be a black Bill Gates in the makin'

(Chorus)

(Bridge: Beyonce)
Ok ladies, now let's get in formation, I slay
Ok ladies, now let's get in formation
Ya know ya that bitch when ya cuz all this conversation
Always stay gracious, best revenge is yo paper

(Outro)
Girl I hear some thunder
Golly this is that water boy, oh lord

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