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“There will be an hour intermission before my performance, so mark your spot, charge your phones, grab your drinks.” These were Beyoncé’s explicit instructions, released via Facebook, to her fans before her headlining performance at Coachella on Saturday night. For months, rumors about her performance — including
whether it would include a Destiny’s Child reunion — circulated, and the questions remained. What will Beyoncé do to make up for dropping out of last year’s lineup? Without a new album to promote — not that she needs one, she has hits aplenty — how will she put forth something different from the Formation World
Tour? And finally, what is she going to wear? Spoiler alert: Balmain everything. As if kicking off a sports show, an announcer’s voice opened the night by welcoming the BeyHive to Beyoncé Homecoming 2018. A drum major began drumming mercilessly, stopping only to blow her whistle, which prompted backup dancers
to twirl flags and make way for Beyoncé, who donned a custom Balmain robe and bodysuit with a headpiece and cane. The Queen Bee had arrived. View this post on Instagram A post shared by BALMAIN (@balmain) A swift outfit change later, the superstar was in a custom hoodie, cutoff shorts and boots resembling a
cheerleader’s pom-pom. She and her backup dancers — donning custom Kangol berets — wore yellow, the color of the BeyHive, and she opened with “Crazy in Love,” her first number-one single as a solo artist. View this post on Instagram A post shared by BALMAIN (@balmain) The homecoming theme was consistent
throughout the show, and not just outfit-wise. The stage included a bleacher-like setup from which the backup dancers and marching band — with an added string section — performed her anthems. It sounded like a homecoming, felt like a homecoming and became a true homecoming when the artist, who made history
as the first black woman to headline the festival, started rolling out her surprise guests. First there was Les Twins, the twin dancers who joined Beyoncé on her Mrs. Carter World Tour and On the Run Tour. Their presence marked the return of male dancers to Beyoncé’s stage, and some of them had a name: the Bug a
Boos, a play on the Destiny’s Child song. Jay Z, whose On The Run 2 Tour with his wife starts this summer, appeared about two-thirds of the way into the set for “Deja Vu,” and two songs later came the highly anticipated Destiny’s Child reunion. Beyoncé, Kelly Rowland and Michelle Williams rose from under the stage in
a Charlie’s Angels-like pose. Without missing a beat, the threesome launched into “Lose My Breath,” “Say My Name” and “Soldier.” Solange followed for a dance break to “Get Me Bodied,” making for a full circle moment as Beyoncé previously surprised Solange fans by joining her on stage at her 2014 Coachella
performance. Rihanna and Tina Knowles were among those in the front row watching it all unfold, and to close it out, Beyoncé sang her key-changing hit “Love On Top.” The night was nostalgic and vibrated on a level that can only exist in the presence of greatness. That was obvious in the crowd, but anyone live-
streaming the performance — or checking social media for updates — could feel it, too. It was magnetic, undeniable and precious. It was fervent and absolute. There was drama, hope, love and magic. It was the ultimate homecoming. Verse 1: BeyoncéI look and stare so deep in your eyesI touch on you more and more
every timeWhen you leave, I’m begging you not to goCall your name two, three times in a rowSuch a funny thing for me to try to explainHow I’m feeling and my pride is the one to blameI still don’t understandJust how your love can do what no one else can Chorus: BeyoncéGot me lookin’ so crazy right now, your
love’sGot me lookin’ so crazy right now your loveGot me lookin’ so crazy right now, your touchGot me lookin’ so crazy right now your touc)Got me hopin’ you’ll page me right now, your kissGot me hopin’ you’ll save me right nowLookin’ so crazy in love’sGot me lookin’, got me lookin’Lookin’ so Lookin’ so Lookin’ so Big
Sean: Drop it Bridge: BeyoncéUh oh, uh oh, uh oh, oh, no, noUh oh, uh oh, uh oh, oh, no, noUh oh, uh oh, uh oh, oh, no, noUh oh, uh oh, uh oh, oh, no, no Verse 2: BeyoncéWhen I talk to my friends so quietlyWho he think he is? Look at what you did to meTennis shoes, don’t even need to buy a new dressIf you ain’t
there, ain’t nobody else to impressIt’s the way that you know what I thought I knewIt’s the beat in my heart skips when I’m with youI still don’t understandJust how your love can do what no one else can Chorus: BeyoncéGot me lookin’ so crazy right nowGot me lookin’ so crazy right now Got me lookin’ so crazy right
nowCrazy right now Crazy right nowGot me lookin’ so crazy right now Got me lookin’ so crazy right nowCrazy right now Crazy right now Beyoncé: Coachella, Y’all dance with me, Come on. JAY-Z Background Vocals:N—a ask N—a N—a ask about meN—a ask N—a N—a ask about meN—a ask N—a ask N—a N—a ask
about meN—a ask FREEDOM Verse 1: BeyoncéTrying to reign Trying to rain on the thunder Tell the storm I’m newI’ma walk I’ma march On the regularPainting white flags blueLord forgive me I’ve been running Running blind in truthI’ma rain I’ma reign On this bitter love Tell the sweet I’m new I’m telling these tears
gonna fall away fall away… ooohMay the last one burn into flames Chorus: BeyoncéFreedom Freedom I can’t moveFreedom cut me looseFreedom Freedom Where are you?Cause I need freedom tooI break chains all by myselfWon’t let my freedom rot in hellI’ma keep running cause a winner don’t quit on themselves
Kendrick Lamar Background Vocals:Huh what you want from me is it true you see uh oh father can you hear me?Huh what you want from me is it true you see uh oh father can you hear me?Hear me? LIFT EV’RY VOICE AND SING Beyoncè:Lift every voice and singTill earth and heaven ringRing with the harmonies of
LibertyLet our rejoicing riseHigh as the list’ning skiesLet us march on till victory is won FORMATION Intro: Big Freedia Baby, I’m back by popular demandB—-, I’m back by popular demandI did not come to play with you h—I came to slay b—- Refrain: BeyoncéYa’ll haters corny with that illuminati messPaparazzi catch my
fly and my cocky freshI’m so reckless when I rock my givenchy dressI’m so possessive so I rock his roc necklacesMy daddy AlabamaMama LouisianaYou mix that negro with that creole make a Texas-bamaI like my baby hair with baby hair and afrosI like my negro nose with Jackson 5 nostrilsI earned all this money but
they never take the country out meI got hot sauce in my bag… swag Chorus: BeyoncéI see it I want itI stunt yellow hornetI dream it I work hard I grind till own itI twirl on them hatersAlbino alligatorsEl camino with the seat low sipping cuervo with no chaserSometimes I go offI go hardGet what’s mineI’m a starCause I
slay… I slay I slay I slayI slay I slay I slay I slayI’m gon’ slay I slay I slay I slayAll day I slay I slay okay okay Ok ladies now let’s get in formation Ok ladies now let’s get in formation Prove to me you got some co-ordinationSlay trick or you get eliminatedWhen he f— me good i take his ass to red lobsterwhen he f— me
good i take his ass to red lobsterIf he hit it right I might take him on a flight on my chopperDrop him off at the mall let him buy some j’s let him shoppa I might get your song played on the radio stationI might get your song played on the radio stationYou just might be a black bill gates in the makingI just might be a black bill
gates in the making Chorus: Beyoncé I see it I want itI stunt yellow hornetI dream it I work hard I grind till I own itI twirl on my hatersAlbino AlligatorsEl camino with the seat low sipping cuervo with no chaserSometimes i go offI go hardTake what’s mineI’m a starCause I slay… I slay I slay I slayI slay I slay I slay I slayWe
gon’ slay gon’ slay we slay i slayI slay okay I slay okay okay okay Ok ladies now let’s get in formation Ok ladies now let’s get in formation Prove to me you got some co-ordinationSlay trick or you get eliminatedOk ladies now let’s get in formation Ok ladies now let’s get in formation You know you that b—- when you cause
all this conversationAlways stay gracious Best revenge is your paper Outro: Nina SimoneI think what you are trying to ask is why am I so insistent upon giving out to them that blackness that black power that black…pushing them to identify with black culture. I think that’s what you’re asking. It’s…I have no choice over it
in the first place. To me we are the most beautiful creatures in the whole world. black people. My job is to somehow make them curious enough or persuade them by hook or crook to get more aware of themselves and where they came from and what they are into and what is already there and just to bring it out. This is
what compels me to compel them. And I will do it by whatever means necessary. SO MUCH D**** SWAG (INTERLUDE) I grew up in Houston, Texas and visiting Prairie ViewWe rehearsed at TSU for many years in Third WardAnd I always dreamed of going to an HBCUMy college was Destiny’s Child My college was
traveling around the world and life was my teacherI wanted a black orchestra, I wanted the steppers, I needed the vocalistsI wanted different characters, I didn’t want us all doing the same thing The amount of swag is just limitless, like the things that these young people can do with their bodies and the music they can
play and the drumrolls, and the haircuts and the bodies.It’s just not right, it’s just so much d— swag SORRY Beyoncé: Let me hear you sing Intro: BeyoncéI ain’t sorryI ain’t sorryI ain’t sorryN—- nahI ain’t sorryI ain’t sorryI ain’t sorry You trying to roll me up I ain’t sorryI ain’t picking up I ain’t sorryI’m headed to the club I
ain’t sorryI ain’t thinking ‘bout you I ain’t sorry Me and my ladies sip my D’ussé cupsI don’t give a f—- chucking my deuces upSuck on my b— pause Beyoncé: Bug A Boos.I need a good laughYou Make me laughBug A Boo 1: Bug a Boos!Bug A Boos: ooooooooahhhhhhhhBeyoncé and Bug A Boos: laughingBeyoncé:
Did that make us laugh?Audience: no!Beyoncé: Think about it.Bug A Boo 1: Bug a Boos!nBuuzzzzzzzzzzBeyoncé: Fall in line.Ladies. Ladies. Ladies.Are we smart?Audience: yes!Beyoncé: Are we strong?Audience: yes!Beyoncé: Have we had enough of the bullshit?Audience: yes!Beyoncé: Show em.Beyoncé +
Performers: Suck on my b—-Suck on my b—-pause Suck on my b—-Suck on my b—-Suck on my b—-Suck on my b—-pause Hell naHell naMiddle Fingers upMiddle Fingers upPut em hands highPut em hands highWave it in his faceWave it in his faceTell him boy byeTell him, tell him boy byeTell him boy byeTell him, tell
him boy byeTell him boy byeTell him, tell him boy byeTell him boy byeTell him, tell him boy byeI ain’t think about you.Ugh Verse 2: BeyoncéMiddle fingers up Put them hands highWave it in his face Tell ‘em boy byeTell ‘em boy byeBoy byeMiddle fingers up Iain’t thinking ’bout you I ain’t sorryIain’t sorryIain’t sorryI ain’t
thinking ’bout youI ain’t sorryI ain’t sorryI ain’t sorryNo No , hell nah Now you want to say you’re sorryNow you want to call me cryingNow you gotta see me wildingNow I’m the one that’s lyingAnd I don’t feel bad about itIt’s exactly what you getStop interrupting my grinding Bridge: BeyoncéI can’t believe I believed
everything we had would lastSo young and naive for me to think she was from your pastSilly of me to dream of one day havin’ your kidsLove is so blind it feels right when it’s wrongI can’t believe I fell for your schemes, I’m smarter than thatSo dumb and naive to believe that with me you’re a changed manFoolish of me to
compete when you cheat with loose womenIt took me some time, but now I am strongBecause I realized I gotMe, myself, and I, that’s all I got in the endThat’s what I found outAnd it ain’t no need to cry Beyoncé:I see you, how did you do that so fast?She has on my outfit y’all Sing it Sing itSing it Ladies From now on I’ma
be my own bestfriendRight Ladies? Verse 3: BeyoncéI left a note in the hallwayBy the time you read it, I’ll be far awayI’m far awayBut I ain’t f——with nobodyLet’s have a toast to the good lifeSuicide before you see this tear fall down my eyesMe and my baby, we gon’ be alrightWe gon’ live a good lifeBig homie better
grow upMe and my whoadies ’bout to stroll upI see them boppers in the cornerThey sneaking out the back doorHe only want me when I’m not thereHe better call Becky with the good hairYou better call Becky with the good hair KITTY KAT Verse: BeyoncéRock diamonds on my neck, got diamonds on my recordsSince
fifteen coming down reppin’ TexasHow you gon’ neglect this? You is just a hot messYou can call Tyrone, you ain’tgots to lie CraigWhat about my body, body?You don’t want my body, body?Acting like I’m nobodyYou gon’ make me call somebody Let’s go little Kitty KatI think it’s time to goLet’s go little Kitty KatHe don’t
want no moreLet’s go little Kitty Kat Outro: BeyoncéHe better call Becky with the good hair BOW DOWN Call Becky with the good hair Beyoncé: Coachella!Thank y’all so much for having us once again.I’m so honored to be on this stage tonight.This next song is for all of my queens.Do we have any beautiful queens in the
house tonight?I want y’all to sing along if y’all know the lyrics.It’s called Bow Down. Verse 1: BeyoncéI know when you were little girlsYou dreamt of being in my worldDon’t forget it, don’t forget itRespect that, bow down b—-I took some time to live my lifeBut don’t think I’m just his little wifeDon’t get it twisted, get it
twistedThis my s—, bow down b—- Bridge: Background trackBow down b—-, bow bow down b—-Bow down b—-, bow bow down b—-H-town vicious, H H-town viciousI’m so crown, bow bow down bitches I’m out that H-TownComing, coming downI’m coming down dripping candy on the groundH, H-town, town, I’m
coming downComing down dripping candy on the ground I BEEN ON Intro:Coming coming downDripping candy on the groundComing coming downDripping candy on the ground Beyoncé:Listen Verse: BeyoncéI been on, I been on, I been onTell me who gon’ take me offTake me off, take me off, take me offI been on, I
been on, I been onTell me who gon’ take me offTake me off, take me off, take me off Rolling high, leather and woodKeep it trill, that’s what goodKiss my momma, show that lovePop them bottles in that clubI heard your boo was talking lipI told my crew to smack that trickSmack that trick, smack that trickGuess what they
did, smack that trickGold everything, gold a– chainsGold a– rings, gold a– fangsYou can see me stunt when you turn on ya screenYou can see me stunt when you turn on ya screenI’m bigger than life, my name in the lightsI’m the capital B, I don’t need no hypeThe capital B means, I’m ’bout that lifeThe capital B means,
I’m ’bout that life b—- DRUNK IN LOVE Verse 1: BeyoncéI’ve been drinkin’, I’ve been drinkin’I get filthy when that liquor get into meI’ve been thinkin’, I’ve been thinkin’Why can’t I keep my fingers off it, baby I want you, nanaWhy can’t I keep my fingers off it, baby I want you, nana Beyoncé: Coachella I wanna hear y’all
sing Cigars on ice, cigars on iceFeeling like an animal with these cameras all in my grillFlashing lights, flashing lightsYou got me faded, faded, fadedBaby, I want you, nanaCan’t keep your eyes off my fattyDaddy, I want youDrunk in love, Beyoncé: How y’all doing over here. I want you We woke up in the kitchen
saying”How the hell did this shit happen?” Oh baby Beyoncé: I can see you all the way, all the way back there.Drunk in love We be all nightLast thing I remember is our beautiful bodies grinding off in that clubDrunk in love Beyoncé: Sing it y’all We be all night Sing!Come on sing! We be all night Sing!Hey! We be all night,
and everything alrightNo complaints for my body, so fluorescent under these lightsBoy, I’m drinking, park it in my lot, 7-11I’m rubbing on it, rub-rubbin’If you scared, call that reverendBoy I’m drinking, get my brain rightI’m on the Armand de Brignac, yeah gangsta wifeLouis sheets, he sweat it out, like washrags, he wet it
upBoy, I’m drinking, I’m singin’ on the mic to my boy’s toysThen I fill the tub up halfway Then ride with my surfboardSurfboard, surfboardGrindin’ on that wood, grindin’, grindin’ on that woodI’m swervin’ on that, swerving-swervin’ on that Big body been swervin’ all thisSurfs upGood good Bridge: Nina SimoneI lost myself
on a cool damp nightGave myself in that misty lightWas hypnotized by a strange delightUnder a lilac treeI made wine from the lilac treePut my heart in its recipeIt makes me see what I want to seeAnd be what I want to beWhen I think more than I want to thinkDo things I never should doI drink much more that I ought to
drinkBecause I brings me back you Last thing I remember is our beautiful bodies grinding off in that clubDrunk in loveWe be all night Sing it!Hey! We be all night Riding with my surfboardSurfboard, surfboard Grindin’ on that wood, grindin’, grindin’ on that woodI’m swervin’ on that, swerve-swervin’ on his big bodyAhhh!
You!! Surfboard, surfboard, surfboardGrindin’ on that wood, grindin’, grindin’ on that woodSwervin’ on that, swerve-swervin’ on his big bodyBeen Surfin on all his Surf Surfin on all his good good! Outro: BeyoncèTo the left, to the leftEverything you own in the box to the leftSing it!To the left, to the leftEverything you own in
the box to the leftSay I’ma a DivaSing it!I’ma a DivaSay I’ma a DivaSing it!LouderI’ma a DivaLouderI’ma a DivaCan’t hear youI’ma a DivaSing it!Come on! DIVA I’m-a divai’m-a, i’m-a a divaI’m-a, i’m-a a divaI’m-a, i’m-a a divaI’m-a, i’m-a a divaI’m-a, i’m-a a divaI’m-a, i’m-a a diva i’m-a, i’m-a Na, na, na, diva is a female
version of a hustlaOf a hustla, of a, of a hustla Na, na, na, diva is a female version of a hustlaOf a hustla, of a, of a hustla Stop the trackLet me state facts I told you gimme a minute and i’ll be right backFifty million ‘round the world and they said that i couldn’t get itI done got so sick and filthy with benji’si can’t spend itTell
me somethin’ where ya boss atWhere my ladies up in here that like to talk backI wanna see haI’d like to meet yaWhat you said she ain’t no divaNo, no, no Beyoncé: Diva’s y’all help me sing this next verse Since 15 in my stilettosBeen struttin’ in this gameWhat’s your age was the question they ask when i hit the stageI’m
a diva best believe-a, you see her, she’s gettin’ paidShe ain’t calling him a greeterDon’t need him, her bed’s made This is a stick up, stick upI need them bags or that moneyI’m-a stick up, stick up, you see the mask, where that money All my ladies gettin’ upI see you, i do the sameTake you to another level no passengers
on my plane I need them bags or that moneyI’m-a stick up, stick up, you see the mask, where that money Outro: Everybody MadI be getting to the money, everybody madI think I’m getting too much money, everybody madThe same old nigga from the blockThe same old nigga with the potThe same old nigga from the
trapEverybody hated on him, then he bounced right back I be getting to the money, everybody madI think I’m getting too much money, everybody madThe same old nigga from the blockThe same old nigga with the potThe same old nigga from the trapEverybody hated on him, then he bounced right back I be getting to
the money FLAWLESS/FEELING MYSELF It’s that Yoncé, your YoncéIn that lingerie, on that chardonnayScoring touchdowns on your runwayI’m Texas forever, like Bun BAnd I’m RedbonedyoI’m really rit’ like DonjaeI’m camo in here yoThese thots can’t clock me nowadaysYou wish I was your pound cakeBoy, you know
I look good as f—Wish I was your baby mommaWant me to come around and give you good karmaBut no, we escalating, up in this b—-, like elevatorsOf course sometime s— goes down When it’s a billion dollars on an elevator Momma taught me good home trainingMy Daddy taught me how to love my hatersMy sister
taught me I should speak my mindMy man made me feel so God damn fineI’m flawless Of course some s— goes down when there’s a billion dollars on the elevator You wake up, flawlessPost up, flawlessRide round in it, flawlessFlossin on that, flawlessThis diamond, flawlessMy diamonds, flawlessThis rock, flawlessMy
rock, flawlessSing!I woke up like thisI woke up like thisWe flawless, ladies tell ’emI woke up like thisI woke up like thisWe flawless, twins tell ’emSay I, look so good tonightG—d—, G—d—,Say I, look so good tonightG—d—, G—d—,G—d— How y’all feeling?Coachella how did you wake up this morning? Woke up to n—-
looking like me Woke up to n—– talking like me Alight, I want y’all to repeat after me. I’m feelin myself.Say I’m feelin’ myself, I’m feelin’ myselfI’m feelin’ my, feelin’ myselfI’m feelin’ myself, I’m feelin’ my, feelin’ my, feelin’ myselfI’m feelin’ myself, I’m feelin’ my, feelin’ myselfI’m feelin’ myself, I’m feelin’ my I’m feelin’ myself,
I’m feelin’ myselfI’m feelin’ my, feelin’ myselfI’m feelin’ myself, I’m feelin’ my, feelin’ my, feelin’ myselfI’m feelin’ myself, I’m feelin’ my, feelin’ myselfI’m feelin’ myself, I’m feelin’ my Changed the game with that digital dropKnow where you was when that digital poppedI stopped the worldMale or female, it make no differenceI
stop the world, world, stop TOP OFF DJ Khaled: Check this outAfter Beyoncé performs. After she done the dance. Coachella gotta rename Coachella to Beychella. New name alert!Beychella! Beyoncé:I’m the only lady here, still the realest n—- in the roomI break the internet, top two and I ain’t number twoMy body, my
ice, my cash, all real, I’m a triple threatF— it up and then leave, come back, f— it up and then leave againTop off the coupe and it look like FreaknikIn the hood, hollerin’ “Freek Meek”Two deep, it’s just me and JAYJust posted in them courtside seatsWoo! I’m like hol’upWoo! I might roll upIf they tryna party with the queen
They gon’ have to sign a non-disclosure, ayy I took the top off the Maybach, yeahI took the top off the Maybach, yeahI took the top off the Maybach, yeahAyy, I took the top off of my Maybach b—-I took the top off of my Maybach b—- 7/11 G—d— G—d—G—d— I know you careSmack it, smack it in the air Wave your
hands side to side, put it in the air Clap, clap, clap like you don’t careSmack that, clap, clap, clap like you don’t careI know you care Clap, it clap, clap, clap itFoot up, my foot upHold up now my foot upI’m spinnin’ my foot upFoot up yeah my foot upI’m spinnin’ my foot upPut my foot downYeah my hands up Hold that cup
like alcoholHold that cup like alcoholHold that cup like alcoholDon’t you drop that alcoholNever drop that alcohol, never drop that alcoholI know I’m thinkin’ bout that alcoholI know I’m thinkin’ bout that alcohol Man this here like rollin’ dice, d—this feel like rollin’ diceSeven eleven, seven eleven, seven twice, man seven
twiceMan it feel like rollin’ dice, d—this feel like rollin’ diceMan it feel like rollin’ diceSeven twice, seven twice Man I’m tryna kick it with youDamn I wanna kick it wit youMan I wanna kick it with you I spin’ around and I kick it with you Shoulders sideways, smack it, smack it in the airLegs movin’ side to side, smack it in the
airLegs movin’ side to side, smack it in in the airShoulders move side to side smack it in the airSmack it in the air, smack it, smack it the in the airSmack it in the air, smack it, smack it in the air I know you care Wave your hands side to sideWave your hands side to sideWave your hands side to sideWave your hands side
to sideOoh we Bey be freaky deakyThen you see she pink bikiniRock out that groovy dye dashikiNefertiti edges kinkySweatin’ out my blow outSweatin’ on my pressThis trick about to go offMad ’cause I’m so freshFresher than youI’m fresher than youFresher than youFresher than you, oh! BUG A BOO ROLL
CALL(INTERLUDE) Bug-A-Boo 1: I’m Bug A Boo daddyAKA me, myself Yo let’s take a group pic bro– and I. Ha haha. Bug-A-Boo 2: I’m Bug A Boo Up–Grade–You. Also known as Shinin, ShininShinin Yea, Bug-A-Boo 3: I’m Bug A … I’m Bug A Boo sweet dreams also known as blow. Bug-A-Boo 4: I’m Bug A Boo Up
disappear also known as *sings* Ave Maria Bug-A-Boo 5: I’m Bug A Boo Rocket. Also known as*sings* If I were a Boy. Bug-A-Boo 6: I’m Bug A Boo *sings* We gotta work it out hey. Also known as we like to party ay, ay, ay, ay. Bug-A-Boos: Lets go huh Bug-A-Boo 1: Bug A Boos Bug-A-Boos: All together now. PARTY I
may be young, but I’m readyTo give you all my loveI told my girls you can get itDon’t slow it down, just let it go So in loveI’ll give it all awayJust don’t tell nobody tomorrowSo tonight,I’ll do it every waySpeakers knockin’ til the morning light Cause we like to party hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, heyCause we like to party hey, hey,
hey, hey, hey, heyCause we like to party hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey You a bad girl and your friends bad too, ohWe got the swag sauce, she drippin’ swaguYou a bad girl and your friends bad too, ohWe got the swag sauce, she drippin’ swagu Outro: BeyoncéAs a black womanI used to feel like the world wanted me to
stay in my little boxAnd black women often feel underestimated I wanted us to feel proud of not only the show but the processProud of the struggleThankful for the beauty that comes with a painful history and rejoice in the painRejoice in the imperfections and the wrongs that are so damn rightAnd I wanted everyone to be
grateful for their curves , their sas, their honestyThankful for their freedom DON’T HURT YOURSELF Who the f— do you think i isYou ain’t married to no average b—- boyYou can watch my fat a– twist boyAs I bounce to the next d— boy And keep your moneyI got my ownKeep a bigger smile on my faceBeing aloneBad
mutha f—erGod complexI motivate your a–call me malcolm xYour operatorInnovatorF— you haterYou can’t recreate her noYou’ll never recreate her no You just gotta let it be let it be let it be let it be baby You just gotta let it belet it be let it be let it be baby You hurt yourselfDon’t hurt yourself When you play me, you play
yourselfDon’t play yourselfWhen you lie to me, you lie to yourselfYou only lying to yourselfWhen you hurt me, you hurt yourselfDon’t hurt yourself You just gotta let it belet it be let it be let it be let it be baby Who the f— do you think I isI smell that fragrance on your louis knit boyJust give my fat a–a big kiss boyTonight i’m
f—— up all your s—- boy The most disrespected person in America is the black womanI am the dragon breathing fireThe most unprotected person in America is the black womanBeautiful mane I’m the lionThe most neglected person in America is the black woman.Beautiful man I know you’re lying This is your final
warningYou know I give you lifeIf you try this shit again You gonna lose your wife I CARE I told you how you hurt me baby, But you don’t care Now I’m crying and deserted baby, but you don’t care Ain’t nobody tell me this is love, when you’re immune to all my pain I need you to tell me this is love, you don’t care well
that’s ok Well I care I know you don’t care too much But I still care, la, la, la… baby, la, la, la… Oh I care I know you don’t care too much But I still care, la, la, baby, la, la, la… ohhh Ever since you knew your power, you made me cry And now every time our love goes sour, you won’t sympathize You see
these tears falling down to my ears, i swear you like when i’m in pain I try to tell you all my fears, you still don’t care, well that’s ok Listen Well I care I know you don’t care too much But I still care, la, la, la… baby, la, la, la… Oh I care I know you don’t care too much But I still care, la, la, baby, la, la, la… ohhh
Boy maybe if you cared enough, I wouldn’t have to care so much What happened to our trust?Now you’re just givin’ up You used to be so in love, Now you don’t care no more Ooooooooooo… Well I care I know you don’t care too much But I still care, la, la, la… baby, la, la, la… Oh I care I know you
don’t care too much But I still care, la, la, baby, la, la, la… ohhh I still care la, la, la…. I still care la, la, la…. I still care la, la, la…. PARTITION Driver roll up the partition pleaseDriver roll up the partition pleaseDriver roll up the partition pleaseI don’t need you seeing yoncé on her kneesTook 45 minutes to get all
dressed up We ain’t even gonna make it to this clubNow my mascara runnin red lipstick smudgedAh he so horny yeah he want to f—He popped all my buttons and he ripped my blouseHe monicaluwinski’d all on my gownWhoa dere daddy daddy didn’t bring a towel Whoa baby baby better slow it downTook 45 minutes to
get all dressed upAnd we ain’t even gonna make it to this club Take all of meI just wanna be the girl you likeThe kinda girl you likeTake all of meI just wanna be the girl you likeThe kinda girl you like is right here with meRight here with meRight here with meRight here with me YONCÉ See me up in the club with fifty of
them girlsPosted in the back, diamond fangs in my grillBrooklyn brim with my eyes sittin’ lowAnd every girl in here with me got that smokeAnd every girl in here gotta look me up and downAll on Instagram, cake by the poundCirculate the image every time I come aroundG’s up, tell me how it’slookin’ babe Drop the bass,
mane, the bass get lowerRadio say speed it up I just go slowerHigh like treble, puffin on themidsThe man ain’t never seen a booty like thisAnd why you think ya keep my name rollin’ off your tongue’Cause when you want a smash, I’ll just write another oneI sneezed on the beat and the beat got sickerYoncé all on his
mouth like liquorYoncé all on his mouth like liquorYoncé all on his mouth like liquorYoncé all on his mouth like liquorLike like liquor, like likelike liquor MI GENTE FEAT. J BALVIN Are y’all ready Coachella? I wanna see everybody from the front to the back put your hand upSing it now hey!Jump, jump!Yeah, let me see
you jump. Ladies and gentleman please give it up for J Balvin J Balvin:Si el ritmo te lleva a mover la cabeza ya empezamos como es Mi música no discrimina a nadie así que vamos a romper Y toda mi gente se mueve Mira el ritmo cómo los tiene Hago música que entretiene El mundo nos quiere, nos quiere, y me quiere
a mí Toda mi gente se mueve Mira el ritmo cómo los tiene Hago música que entretiene Mi música los tiene fuerte bailando y se baila así BeyoncèGive it up y’allYeah, yeah, yeahHere we go He say my body stay wetter than the oceanAnd he say that Creole in my body’s like a potionI can be a beast or I can give you
emotionBut please don’t question my devotionI’ve been giving birth on these haters ‘cause I’m fertileSee these double Cs on this bag, murdaWant my double Ds in his bed, SertaIf you really love me make an album about me, word up Soon as I walk in Boys start they talkinRight as that booty sway (Freeze)SlayLift up
your peopleFrom Texas, Puerto RicoDem’ isalnds to Mexico (Freeze) ¿Y dónde está mi gente?Yeah, yeah , yeahMais fais bouger la têteYeah, yeah, yeahAzul, are you with meSay yeah, yeah, yeahUn, dos, tres, here we go Oh, yeah, yeah, yeahOh, yeah, yeah, yeah Un, dos, tres, cuarto OutroKnow know you wanna
roll with a good girl, good girlKnow know you wanna roll with a good girl, good girlKnow know you wanna roll with a good girl, good girlOne timeKnowyou wanna roll with a good girlOne timeDo it big do it all for a good girlOne time…This is a song for the good girlAnd I still keep it hood, still treat you like I shouldWhat’s up?
Good girlGood girlGood girl BABY BOY Certified qualityA dat da girl dem need and dem not stop cry without apologyBuck dem da right way – dat my policySean paul alongside Beyoncé – now hear what da man say Dutty yeah, duttyya, dutty yeah, duttyya Beyoncé sing it now girl Sing it y’all! Baby boy you stay on my
mindFulfill my fantasiesI think about you all the timeI see you in my dreamsBaby boy not a day goes byWithout my fantasiesI think about you all the timeI see you in my dreams Ah oh my baby’s fly baby goYes no hurt me so good baby ohI’m so wrapped up in your love let me goLet me breathe stay out my fantasies Baby
boy you stay on my mindBaby boy you are so damn fineBaby boy won’t you be mineBaby boy let’s conceive an angel Top top – girlme and you together is a wrap dat – girl driving around da town in your drop top – girlyou no stop shock – girllittle more da dutty, we’ll rock dat worldlittle more da dutty, little more da dutty,
little more da dutty, we’ll rock dat worldlittle more da duttylittle more da duttylittle more da dutty YOU DON’T LOVE ME (NO, NO, NO) No nonoYou don’t love meThis I know boyThe people, the peopleThe people!No nonoYou don’t love meThis I know boyThe people, the peopleIf you ask me babyI’ll do anything you say
you boyI’m talking to you HOLD UP Beyoncé: I see y’all in the front row Hold