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SWEET ★ HONEY ★ BUCKIIN' (Mixed)
Beyoncé & Shaboozey
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I fall to pieces Each time I see you there And I miss all our secrets So tell me how you been Lucchese see the boots Check You can hear when I step Step Bought a Chevy and painted it red Money long it can't fit in the bed It don't matter what nobody says Country boy 'til the day that I'm dead Yee-hoo You want smoke I'm the Marlboro man Cut it out 'fore it get outta hand ayy This ain't Calabasas we don't need highways We can take back roads Take back roads Never been ridin' baby Step in thar stirrup Hop on my saddle Hop on my saddle Snake on my feet they rattle Ooh And the bag only thing gettin' lasso'd yeah Gettin' what And I'm still goin' up like a ladder Uh And I'm still in the field like cattle The Cadillac back on the road we takin' route 44 Just say what you need from the store oh oh Put some grits on the stove Jiffy cornbread booty cornfed Body rolls at the rodeo I'm coming home ooh Ridin' through just to put my eyes on you You are the superstar Everybody's drivin' old new cars Turn a bad night to a good time On the trail ride to the zydeco I'm coming home I'm coming home I'm coming home I'm coming home I'm coming home I'm coming home I'm coming home We've come a long way from the rough ride From the railroads to the rodeos sweet country home This for my this for my She gone Ride for your cowboy And throw that sweet honey on it So come So come With me With me To new life Stick it stick it stick it You're stuck Stuck To me To me All night Stick it stick it stick it Put a flower inside Flower inside Stuck in me all night Stuck in me all night Honey (we're) hey (ridin') Hey (through the) ooh (night) Honey (we're) yeah (ridin') Yeah (through the) taste like (night) Honey (we're) ayy (ridin') Oh (through the) taste like (night) Honey (we're) ayy (ridin') Ayy think of my Buckin' (yeah) buckin' (yeah) Buckin' (yeah) woah (yeah) Buckin' (yeah) buckin' (yeah) Buckin' like a mechanical bull Buckin' (yeah) buckin' (yeah) Buckin' (yeah) woah (yeah) Buckin' (yeah) buckin' (yeah) A good night Yeah Flow money is full Yeah Look at that horse look at that horse Look at that horse Look at that horse Pretty as hell au naturale Dining on farce Dining on farce Buckin' buckin' Woah buckin' Yeah Buckin' Buckin' A good night Woah yeah Your patience is thin Uh-huh Your hormones is right at the rim Ow You was just goin' in Huh **** it, do it again Let's go A-O-T-Y I ain't win Let's go I ain't stuntin' 'bout them Take that shit on the chin Come back and **** up the pen Yeah Say the things that I know will offend Uh yeah Wear that shit that I know start a trend Uh Take the Bugatti out for the spin Ooh Ain't no top feel the wind on my skin Ooh ooh ooh snakes on the den Uh They hissin' don't listen to them Let's go They bite every once and again But it gets stomped on when we Buckin' (yeah) buckin' (yeah) Buckin' (yeah) woah (yeah) Buckin' (yeah) buckin' (yeah) Buckin' like a mechanical bull Buckin' (yeah) buckin' (yeah) Buckin' (yeah) woah (yeah) Buckin' (yeah) buckin' (yeah) A good night flow where the money is full Look at that horse look at that horse Look at that horse Look at that horse Pretty as hell au naturale Dining on farce uh Buckin' woah Buckin' buckin' Mhm They yankin' your chain Yankin' your chain Promisin' things that they can't Things that they can't You the man at the bank Bank Is you is or you ain't Is you is or you ain't Hit the runway I'm late Runway I'm late Pop pops got pictures to take Take take It's in my DNA Ayy Look at my mama it's a trait Say the things that I know will offend Woo Wear that shit that I know start the trend Woo Take the Bugatti out for a spin Ain't no top feel the wind on my skin Ooh ah Buckin' woah Buckin' buckin' Buckin' like a mechanical bull
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