live album: HOMECOMING: THE LIVE ALBUM (2019)











 

Welcome (Homecoming Live) lyrics - Beyonce

Ladies and gentlemen
Welcome to Beyoncé Homecoming 2018

Beyoncé, Beyoncé, Beyoncé, Beyoncé
Beyoncé, Beyoncé, Beyoncé, Beyoncé

Crazy In Love (Homecoming Live) lyrics - Beyonce

Coachella, you ready?
Let's go get 'em
Yes! So crazy right now!
Most incredibly, it's your girl, yes, B
History in the making
Part two, it's so crazy right now

I look and stare so deep in your eyes
I touch on you more and more every time
When you leave I'm begging you not to go
Call your name two, three times in a row
Such a funny thing for me to try to explain
How I'm feeling and my pride is the one to blame
Yeah, I still don't understand
Just how your love can do what no one else can

Got me looking so crazy right now
Your love's got me looking so crazy right now (Your love)
Got me looking so crazy right now
Your touch got me looking so crazy right now (Your touch)
Got me hoping you'll page me right now
Your kiss got me hoping you'll save me right now
Looking so crazy, your love's got me looking
Got me looking so, looking so, looking so

Drop it
Oh oh, oh oh, uh oh, oh no no
Oh oh, oh oh, uh oh, oh no no
Oh oh, oh oh, uh oh, oh no no
Oh oh, oh oh, uh oh, oh no no
Oh oh, oh oh, uh oh, oh no no
Oh oh, oh oh, uh oh, oh no no
Oh oh, oh oh, uh oh, oh no no

(B)
When I talk to my friends so quietly
("Who he think he is?")
Look at what you did to me
Tennis shoes, don't even need to buy a new dress
You ain't there, ain't nobody else to impress
It's the way that you know what I thought I knew
The beat that my heart skips when I'm with you
I still don't understand
Just how your love can do what no one else can

Got me looking so crazy right now (Yeah)
Got me looking so crazy right now (So, crazy)
Got me looking so crazy right now (Your love)
So crazy right now, so crazy right now
Got me looking so crazy right now (Hey)
Got me looking so crazy right now (Hey)
Got me looking so crazy right now (Coachella)
So crazy right now, so crazy right now (Y'all dance with me, come on)

Nigga, ask
Nigga, nigga, ask about me
Nigga, ask
Nigga, nigga, ask about me
Nigga, ask
Nigga, nigga, ask about me
Nigga, ask
Nigga, nigga, ask

Freedom (Homecoming Live) lyrics - Beyonce

Tryna rain, tryna rain on the thunder
Tell the storm I'm new
I'ma walk, I'ma march on the regular
Painting white flags blue
Lord forgive me, I've been running
Running blind in truth
I'ma rain, I'ma rain on this bitter love
Tell the sweet I'm new

Ooh, I'm telling these tears, "Go and fall away, fall away", oh
May the last one burn into flames

Freedom, freedom, I can't move
Freedom, cut me loose, yeah
Freedom, freedom, where are you?
'Cause I need freedom too
I break chains all by myself
Won't let my freedom rot in hell
Hey, I'ma keep on running
'Cause a winner don't quit on themselves, oh

What you want from me?
Is it truth you seek? Oh father can you hear me?
What you want from me?
Is it truth you seek? Oh father can you hear me?
What you want from me?
Is it truth you seek? Oh father can you hear me?
What you want from me?
Is it truth you seek? Oh father can you hear me?

Lift Every Voice And Sing (Homecoming Live) lyrics - Beyonce

Lift every voice and sing
'Til earth and heaven ring
Ring with the harmonies of liberty

Let our rejoicing rise
High as the listening skies
Let us march on 'til victory is won

Formation (Homecoming Live) lyrics - Beyonce

Baby, I'm back by popular demand
Bitch, I'm back by popular demand
I did not come to play with you hoes
I came to slay, bitch

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 (Woo)
My daddy Alabama, mama Louisiana
You mix that negro with that Creole, make a Texas bama
I like my baby heir with baby hair and afros
I like my negro nose with Jackson Five nostrils
Earned all this money, but they never take the country out me
I got hot sauce in my bag, swag

I see it, I want it, I stunt, yellow bone it
Dream it, I work hard, I grind 'til I own it
I twirl on my haters, albino alligators
El Camino with the seat low, sippin' Cuervo with no chaser
Sometimes I go off (I go off), I go hard (I go hard)
Take what's mine (Take what's mine), I'm a star (I'm a star)
'Cause I slay (Slay), I slay (Hey), I slay (Okay), I slay (Okay)
All day (Okay), I slay (Okay), I slay (Okay), I slay (Okay)
We gon' slay (Slay), gon' slay (Okay), we slay (Okay), I slay (Okay)
I slay (Okay), okay (Okay), I slay (Okay), okay, 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
Come on, prove to me you got some coordination, 'cause I slay
Slay trick, or you get eliminated

When he fuck me good, I take his ass to Red Lobster ('Cause I slay)
('Cause I slay)
If he hit it right, I might take him on a flight on my chopper (I slay)
Drop him off at the mall, let him buy some J's, let him shop up (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 just might be a black Bill Gates in the making ('Cause I slay)
I just might be a black Bill Gates in the making

I see it, I want it, I stunt, yellow bone it
I dream it, I work hard, I grind 'til I own it
I twirl on my haters, albino alligators
El Camino with the seat low, sippin' Cuervo with no chaser
Sometimes I go off (I go off), I go hard (I go hard)
Take what's mine (Take what's mine), I'm a star (I'm a star)
'Cause I slay (Slay), I slay (Hey), I slay (Okay), I slay (Okay)
I slay (Okay), I slay (Okay), I slay (Okay), I slay (Okay)
Do you slay? (Slay) Gon' slay (Okay), I slay (Okay), I slay (Okay)
You slay (Okay), okay (Okay), I slay (Okay), okay, okay, okay, okay
Okay, okay, ladies, now let's get in formation (I slay)
Okay, ladies, now let's get in formation (I slay)
Prove to me you got some coordination (I slay)
Slay trick, or you get eliminated (I slay)

Okay, ladies, now let's get in formation (I slay)
Okay, ladies, now let's get in formation
You know you that bitch when you cause all this conversation
Always stay gracious, best revenge is your paper

So Much Damn Swag (Interlude) (Homecoming Live) lyrics - Beyonce

I grew up in Houston, Texas
Visiting Prairie View
We rehearsed at TSU
For many years in Third Ward
And I always dreamed of going to an HBCU
My college was Destiny's Child
My college was traveling around the world
And life was my teacher
I wanted a black orchestra
I wanted the steppers
I needed the vocalist
I wanted different characters
I didn't want us all doing the same thing
And 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 drum-rolls and the haircuts
And the bodies and the
It's just not right
It's just so much damn swag

Sorry (Homecoming Live) lyrics - Beyonce

Let me hear you sing

Sorry, I ain't sorry
Sorry, I ain't sorry
I ain't sorry, nigga, nah
Sorry, I ain't sorry
Sorry, I ain't sorry
I ain't sorry

He trying to roll me up (I ain't sorry)
I ain't picking up (I ain't sorry)
I'm headed to the club (I ain't sorry)
I ain't thinking 'bout you (I ain't sorry)
Me and my ladies sip my D'USSÉ cup (I ain't sorry, I ain't sorry)
I don't give a fuck, chucking my deuces up
Suck on my balls, pause

Bug a boos, I need a good laugh
You, make me laugh
(Bug a boos)

Did that make us laugh?
Think about it
(Bug a boos)

Fall in line
Ladies, ladies, ladies
Are we smart? (Yes)
Are we strong? (Yes)
Have we had enough of the bullshit? (Yes)
Show 'em

Suck
On my balls
Suck on my balls
Suck on my balls, bitch
Suck
On my balls
Suck on my balls, balls
Hell nah
Hell nah

Middle fingers up (Middle fingers up)
Put them hands high (Put them hands high)
Wave it in his face (Wave it, wave it in his face)
Tell him, "Boy, bye" (Tell him, tell him, "Boy, bye")
Let's go
Tell him, "Boy, bye", tell him, tell him, "Boy, bye"
Tell him, "Boy, bye", tell him, tell him, "Boy, bye"
Tell him, "Boy, bye", tell him, tell him, "Boy, bye"
I ain't thinkin' 'bout you

Middle fingers up, put them hands high
Wave it in his face, tell him, "Boy, bye"
Tell him, "Boy, bye, boy, bye"
Middle fingers up, I ain't thinkin' 'bout you

Sorry, I ain't sorry
Sorry, I ain't sorry
I ain't sorry, nigga, nah
I ain't thinkin' 'bout you
Sorry, I ain't sorry
Sorry, I ain't sorry
I ain't sorry
No, no, hell nah

Now you wanna say you're sorry
Now you wanna call me crying
Now you gotta see me wilding
Now I'm the one that's lying
And I don't feel bad about it
It's exactly what you get
Stop interrupting my grinding

I can't believe I believed everything we had would last
So young and naive of me to think she was from your past
Foolish of me to dream while you cheat with what
Whit loose women
It took me some time, but now I am strong
Because I realized I've got

Me, myself, and I
That's all I got in the end
That's what I found out
And it ain't no need to cry
(I see you, how did you do that so fast? She has on my outfit, y'all)
Sing it
(Me, myself, and I) Sing it
(That's all I got in the end)
(That's what I found out) Found out
(And it ain't no need to cry) Sing it ladies
I took a vow that from now on, I'm gon' be my own best friend

Right, ladies? Yes

I left a note in the hallway
By the time you read it, I'll be far away
I'm far away
But I ain't fucking with nobody
Let's have a toast to the good life
Suicide before you see this tear fall down my eyes
Me and my baby, we gon' be alright
We gon' live a good life
Big homie better grow up
Me and my woadies 'bout to stroll up
I see them boppers in the corner
They sneaking out the back door
He only want me when I'm not there
He better call Becky with the good hair
He better call Becky with the good hair

Kitty Kat (Homecoming Live) lyrics - Beyonce

I rock diamonds on my neck
Got diamonds on my records
Since fifteen, comin' down reppin' Texas
How you gonna neglect this?
You was just a hot mess
You can call Tyrone, you ain't gots to lie Craig

What about my body, body?
You don't want my body, body
Acting like I'm nobody
You gon' make me call somebody

(Let's go little kitty kat)
I think it's time to go
(Let's go little kitty kat)
He don't want no more
(Let's go little kitty kat)
He better call Becky with the good hair

Bow Down (Homecoming Live) lyrics - Beyonce

(Call Becky with the good hair)
Coachella, thank y'all so much for having us once again
I'm so honored to be on this stage tonight
And 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 you know the lyrics
It's called "Bow Down"

I know when you were little girls
You dreamt of bein' in my world
Don't forget it, don't forget it
Respect that, bow down bitches
I took some time to live my life
But don't think I'm just his little wife
Don't get it twisted, get it twisted
This my shit, bow down bitches

Bow down bitches, bow-bow down bitches (Hey)
(Bow down down, bow-bow bow down)
(Bow down down, bow-bow bow down)
(Bow down down, bow-bow bow down)
(I'm so crown, crown, bow down, hey)
H-Town

I'm out that H-Town
Comin', comin' down
I'm comin' down, drippin' candy on the ground
(Comin' up)
H, H-Town-Town, I'm comin' down
(Comin' down)
Com-com-comin' down, drippin' candy on the ground

I Been On (Homecoming Live) lyrics - Beyonce

C-c-comin' down, drippin' candy on the ground
C-c-comin' down, drippin' candy on the ground
C-c-comin' down, drippin' candy on the ground
C-c-comin' down, drippin' candy on the ground
Listen

I been on, I been on, I been on
Tell me who gon' take me off
Take me off, take me off, take me off
I-I been on, I been on, I been on
Tell me who gon' take me off
Take me off, take me off, take me off

Rolling high, leather and wood
Keep it trill, that's what good
Kiss my mama, show that love
Pop them bottles in that club
I heard your crew was talking lip
Guess what I did? Smack that trick
Smack that trick
Guess what I did? (Smack that trick)
Gold everything, gold ass fangs
Gold ass chains, gold ass things
You can see me stunt when you turn on the screen
You can-you can see me stunt when you turn on the screen
I'm bigger than life, my name in the lights
I'm the capital B, I don't need no hype
The capital B mean I'm 'bout that life
The capital B mean I'm 'bout that life, bitch

Drunk In Love (Homecoming Live) lyrics - Beyonce

I've been drinkin', I've been drinkin'
Get filthy when that liquor get into me
I've been thinkin', I've been thinkin'
Why can't I keep my fingers off it?
Baby, I want you, now-now
Why can't I keep my fingers off it?
Baby, I want you, now-now
(Coachella, I wanna hear y'all sing)
Cigars on ice, cigars on ice
Feelin' like an animal with these cameras all in my grill
Flashin' lights, flashin' lights
You got me faded, faded, faded
Baby, I want you, now-now
Can't keep your eyes off my fatty
Daddy, I want you
Drunk in love
(How y'all doin' over here?)
I want you

We woke up in the kitchen
Saying, "How the hell did this shit happen?"
Oh, baby (I can see you all the way, all the way back there)
We be all night
Last thing I remember is our beautiful bodies grindin' up in that club
Drunk in love
(Sing it, y'all)

We be all night (Sing, come on, sing)
We be all night (Sing, hey)

We be all night, and everything all right
No complaints 'cause my body so fluorescent under these lights
Boy, I'm drinkin', park it in my lot, 7-Eleven
I'm rubbin' on it, rub-rubbin', if you scared, call that reverend
(Boy, I'm drinkin') Get my brain right
Armand de Brignac, gangster wife
Louis sheets, he sweat it out
Like washrags, he wet it up
Boy, I'm drinkin', I'm singin' on the mic 'til my voice hoarse
Then I fill the tub up halfway
Then ride it with my surfboard
Surfboard (Surfboard)
Grainin' on that wood
Grainin', grainin' on that wood (Wood)
I'm swervin' on his, swerve-swervin' on his big body Benz
Surfin' all on his (Surfs up)
Good good

Hey
Last thing I remember is our beautiful bodies grindin' up in that club
Drunk in love

We be all night (Sing it, hey)
We be all night

Ride it with my surfboard
(Man, I got that swag)
Surfboard, surfboard
(My hat matchin' my bag)
Grainin' on that wood
Grainin', grainin' on that wood
(You know I'm poppin' tags)
I'm swervin' on his, swerve-swervin' on his big body Benz
(And man I got that swag)
Ah, you

I swag when I surf
I swag when I surf
I swag when I surf
Now watch me surf and swag
I swag when I surf
I swag when I surf
I swag when I surf
Now watch me surf and swag

Surfboard, surfboard, surfboard
Grainin' on that wood
Grainin', grainin' on that wood
Swervin' on his, swerve-swervin' on his big body Benz
Surfin' all on his, surf-surfin' all on his good good

To the left, to the left
Everything you own in the box to the left (Sing it)
To the left, to the left
Everything you own in the box to the left
Say I'm a-a diva (Sing it)
I'm a-a diva
Say I'm a-a diva (Sing it)
I'm a-a diva (Louder)
I'm a-a diva (Louder)
I'm a-a diva (Can't hear you)
I'm a-a diva (Sing it)
I'm a-a diva
Come on

Diva (Homecoming Live) lyrics - Beyonce

I'm a-a diva (Hey), I'm a, I'm a-a diva (Hey)
I'm a, I'm a-a diva (Hey), I'm a, I'm a-a diva (Hey)
I'm a, I'm a-a diva (Hey), I'm a, I'm a a diva (Hey)
I'm a, I'm a a diva (Hey), I'm a, I'm a a di

Na-na-na, diva is a female version of a hustler
Of a hustler, of a, of a hustler
Na-na-na, diva is a female version of a hustler
Of a hustler, of a, of a hustler

Stop the track, lemme state facts
I told you, gimme a minute and I'll be right back
50 million 'round the world and they say that I couldn't get it
I done got so sick and filthy with Benjis, I can't spend it
Tell me somethin', (Tell me somethin')
Where yo boss at? (Where yo boss at?)
Where my ladies up in here that like to talk back? (That like to talk back?)
I wanna see her (I wanna see her)
I'd like to meet ya (I'd like to meet her)
What you say? (Not to me)
She ain't no diva (She ain't no diva)

Oh no, no, no
Divas, y'all help me sing this next verse
Here we go

Since 15 in my stilettos, been struttin' in this game
"What's yo age?" was the question they ask when I hit the stage
I'm a diva, best believe her, you see how she gettin' paid?
She ain't callin' him to greet her, don't need him, her bed's made
This is a stick-up, stick-up (I need them bags of that money)
We're gonna stick-up, stick-up (You see the mask, where that money?)
All my ladies get it done, I see you, I do the same
Take it to another level, no passengers on my plane

Hey, hey, hey, yeah
I'm a, I'm a a diva, I'm a, I'm a a diva (I need them bags of that money)
I'm a, I'm a a diva, I'm a, I'm a a diva (You see the mask, where that money?)
(I need them bags of that money)

I be gettin' to the money, everybody mad
I think I'm gettin' too much money, everybody mad
The same old nigga from the block
The same old nigga with the pot
The same old nigga from the trap
Everybody hated on him, then he bounced right back
I be gettin' to the money, everybody mad
I think I'm gettin' too much money, everybody mad
The same old nigga from the block
The same old nigga with the pot
The same old nigga from the trap
Everybody hated on him, then he bounced right back
Gettin' to the money

Flawless / Feeling Myself (Homecoming Live) lyrics - Beyonce

[Part 1: Flawless]

(Crown)
Goddamn
I, I woke, woke, I woke up like
(I woke up, I woke up, woke up with the crown)
(Candy on the ground)
(Woke, woke up with the crown)
(Crown)
Dum-da-de-da (Right, right)
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, ah
(C-c-comin' down, dripping candy on the ground)
(Right)
(Right, right)

It's that Yoncé, that Yoncé
In that lingerie and that chardonnay
Scoring touchdowns on your runway
I'm Texas forever, like Bun B
And I'm Rambo-ing these hoes
I'm really rit' like Donjae
I'm camo-ing these hoes
These thots can't clock me nowadays
You wish I was your pound cake
Boy, you know I look good as fuck
Wish I was your baby mama
You can come around and give me good karma
But no, we escalating, up in this bitch, like elevators
Course sometimes shit go down
When it's a billion dollars on the elevator

Mama taught me good home training
Daddy taught me gotta love my haters
Sister taught me how to speak my mind
My man make me feel so God damn fine
I'm flawless
Of course sometimes shit go down
When it's a billion dollars on the

You wake up (Flawless), post up (Flawless)
Ridin' 'round in it (Flawless), flossin' on that (Flawless)
These diamonds (Flawless), my diamonds (Flawless)
This rock (Flawless), my Roc (Flawless), sing
I woke up like this, I woke up like this
We flawless, ladies, tell 'em
I woke up like this, I woke up like this
We flawless, twins, tell 'em
Say "I look so good tonight" (Hey)
Goddamn, goddamn
Say "I look so good tonight"
Goddamn, goddamn, goddamn

[Part 2: Feeling Myself]

How y'all feeling?
Coachella, how did you wake up this morning?
Ha, woke up and niggas lookin' like me
Woke up to niggas talkin' like me
Alright, I want y'all to repeat after me
I'm feelin' myself, sing it

I'm feelin' myself, I'm feelin' myself, I'm feelin' my
(I'm feelin' myself, I'm feelin' myself, I'm feelin' my)
I'm feelin' my, feelin' my
Feelin' myself, I'm feelin' myself, I'm feelin' my
(I'm feelin' myself, I'm feelin' myself, I'm feelin' my)
I'm feelin' myself, I'm feelin' myself, I'm feelin' my
Feelin' myself, I'm feelin' myself, I'm feelin' my
I'm feelin' my, feeling my
Feelin' myself, I'm feelin' myself, I'm feelin' my
Feelin' myself, I'm feelin' myself

Changed the game with that digital drop
Know where you are when that digital pop
I stop the world
Male or female, it make no difference
I stop the world, world, stop

Top Off (Homecoming Live) lyrics - Beyonce

Check this out, after Beyoncé performed
After she done the dance
Coachella gotta rename Coachella to Beychella
New name alert: Beychella
If y'all know this one I want y'all to sing along
And bop, and bop, bop
B, put the fuck boy on notice

I'm the only lady here, still the realest nigga in the room
I break the Internet, top two and I ain't number two
My body, my ice, my cash, all real, I'm a triple threat
Fuck it up and then leave, come back, fuck it up and leave again
Top off the coupe and it look like Freaknik
In the hood, hollerin', "Free Meek"
Two deep, it's just me and JAY
Just posted in them court-side seats
Woo! I'm like "Hold up"
Woo! I might roll up
They're tryna party with the queen
They gon' have to sign a non-disclosure

I took the top off the Maybach, yeah
I took the top off the Maybach
I took the top off the Maybach, yeah
I took the top off the Maybach, yeah
Ayy, I took the top off of my Maybach, bitch
I took the top off of my Maybach, bitch

7/11 (Homecoming Live) lyrics - Beyonce

Goddamn, goddamn, goddamn, goddamn
Sing it, sing it
In the air
I know you care
Smack it, smack it
Smack it, smack it
In the air
Smack it, smack it, in the air

Wave your hands side to side, put it in the air
Clap, clap, clap like you don't care
Smack that, clap, clap, clap, like you don't care
(I know you care)

Clap it, clap it, clap it, clap it
Foot up, my foot up, hold up, now my foot up (Spinnin')
I'm spinnin', my foot up, foot up, yeah my foot up (Spinnin')
I'm spinnin', my foot up, put my foot down, yeah my hands up (Drank)

Hold that cup like alcohol, hold that cup like alcohol
Hold that cup like alcohol, don't you drop that alcohol
Never drop that alcohol, never drop that alcohol
I know I'm thinkin' 'bout alcohol, I know I'm thinkin' 'bout that alcohol

Man this feel like rollin' dice, damn this feel like rollin' dice
Seven eleven, seven eleven, seven twice, man, seven twice
Man, this feel like rollin' dice, damn, this feel like rollin' dice
Man, this feel like rollin' dice, seven twice, seven twice
Man, I'm tryna kick it with ya, damn, I wanna kick it with ya
Man I'm tryna kick it with ya, I spin around and I kick it with ya

Shoulders sideways, smack it, smack it in the air
Legs movin' side to side, smack it in the air
Legs movin' side to side, smack it in the air
Shoulders movin' side-to-side, smack it in the air
Smack it in the air, smack it, smack it in the air
Smack it in the air
I know you care

Wave ya hands side to side
Wave ya hands side to side
Wave ya hands from side to side
Wave ya hands side to side
Ooh wee Bey be freaky deaky, think me see she pink bikini
Rock that groovy dye dashiki, Nefertiti, edges kinky
Sweatin' out my blow out, sweatin' out my press
This trick about to go off, mad 'cause I'm so fresh
Fresher than you, fresher than you
Fresher than you, oh

Bug A Boo Roll Call (Interlude) (Homecoming Live) lyrics - Beyonce

I'm Bug a Boo Daddy
AKA me, myself
Yo, let's take a group pic, bro, come on, come on, come on

And I
I'm Bug a Boo Up-Grade-You (Cha ching)
Also known as shinin', shinin', shinin', shinin', yeah (Shinin', yeah)

I'm Bug a... I'm Bug a Boo Sweet Dreams
Also known as Blow

I'm Bug a Boo Disappear
Also known as Ave Marie

I'm Bug a Boo Rocket
Also known as "If I Were a Boy"

I'm Bug a Boo We Gotta Work It Out, hey
Also known as we like to party
Hey, hey, hey, let's go, huh

Bug a Boo, huh
All together now

Party (Homecoming Live) lyrics - Beyonce

Let's go
Woo
Fresh, fresh
Break it down
Let's go, ayy
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey

I may be young, but I'm ready
To give you all my love
I told my girls you can get it
Don't slow it down, just let it go

So in love, I'll give it all away
Just don't tell nobody tomorrow
So tonight, I'll do it every way
Speakers knocking 'til the morning light

'Cause we like to party, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
'Cause we like to party, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
'Cause we like to party

You a bad girl, and your friend's bad too (Ooh)
We got the swag sauce, she drippin' swagu (Ooh)
You a bad girl and your friends bad too (Ooh)
We got the swag sauce, she drippin' swagu (Ooh)

As a black woman, I used to feel like the world wanted me to stay in my little box. And black women often feel underestimated. And I wanted us to be proud of not only the show, but the process. Be proud of the struggle. Thankful for the beauty that comes with a painful history and rejoice in the pain. Rejoice in the imperfections and the wrongs that are so damn right. And I wanted everyone to be grateful for their curves, their sass, their honesty. Thankful for their freedom

Don't Hurt Yourself (Homecoming Live) lyrics - Beyonce

Who the fuck do you think I is?
You ain't married to no average bitch, boy
You can watch this fat ass twist, boy
As I bounce to the next dick, boy
And keep your money, I got my own
Keep a bigger smile on my face being alone
Bad motherfucker, God complex
I'll motivate your ass, call me Malcolm X
Your operator, innovator
Fuck you, hater, you can't recreate her, no, haha
You'll never recreate her, no, hell no, uh

You just gotta let it be
Let it be, let it be, let it be, baby, oh
You just gotta let it be
Let it be, let it be, let it be, baby

You hurt yourself
Don't hurt yourself
When you play me, you play yourself
Don't play yourself
When you lie to me, you lie to yourself
You're only lying to yourself
When you hurt me, you hurt yourself
Don't hurt yourself

You just gotta let it be
Let it be, let it be, let it be, baby
Hey baby

Who the fuck do you think I is?
I smell that fragrance on your Louis knit, boy
Just give this fat ass a big kiss, boy
Tonight, I'm fucking up all your shit, boy

(The most disrespected person in America is the black woman)
I am the dragon breathing fire
(The most unprotected person in America is the black woman)
Beautiful mane, I'm the lion
(The most neglected person in America is the black woman)
Beautiful man, I know you're lying

This is your final warning (Don't hurt yourself)
You know I give you life (Don't hurt yourself)
If you try this shit again (Don't hurt yourself)
You gon' lose your wife

I Care (Homecoming Live) lyrics - Beyonce

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 okay

Well, I care
I know you don't care too much
But I still care, baby
Oh, I care
I know you don't care too much
But I still care, baby (Oh)

Ever since you knew your power, you made me cry
And now every time our love goes sour, you can't sympathize, baby
You see these tears falling down to my ear
I swear, you like when I'm in pain, yeah
I try to tell you all my fears
You still don't care? Well, that's okay
Listen, hey

Well, I care
I know you don't care too much
But I still care, baby
Oh, I care
I know you don't care too much
But I still care, baby

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

Ooh, ooh, do-do-do do do-do-do
Do-do, do-do, do-do-do-do-do-do
Ooh, ooh, hey

Well, I care
I know you don't care too much
But I still care, baby
Oh, I care
I know you don't care too much
But I still care, baby

I still care, baby
I still care, yeah
I still care
La-la-la, la-la-la

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