SUMMER RENAISSANCE lyrics - Beyonce

I wanna house you and make you take my name

I'm gonna spouse you and make you tat your ring

I'm gonna take you all the way

Baby, can I take you all the way?

You sexy motherfucker, boy, you growin' on me

I just wanna thug you, the category is Bey

You gangster motherfucker, boy, you growin' on me

I just wanna touch you, I can feel it through those jeans

Ah-ah-ah-oh (Ooh)

Boy, you never have a chance

If you make my body talk, I'ma leave you in a trance

Got you walking with a limp, bet this body make you dance

Dance, dance, dance

Ooh, it's so good, it's so good

It's so good, it's so good, it's so good

Ooh, it's so good, it's so good

It's so good, it's so good, it's so good

(Ooh, it's so good, it's so good)

(It's so good, it's so good, it's so good)

I wanna crush you, I won't overanalyze

I'm gonna trust you even though we met tonight

But I'm gonna take you all the way

Baby, can I take you all the way?

You sexy motherfucker, boy, you growin' on me

I just wanna thug you, the category is Bey (You growin' on me)

You gangster motherfucker, boy, you growin' on me (You, you, you growin' on me)

Black silicone and rubbers, I can feel it through those jeans (Growin' on me, I)

I'm feeling way too loose to be tied down

Can you see my brain open wide now?

Come and get what I came for, hella night now

Know you love when I roleplay, who am I now?

I'm a doc, I'm a nurse, I'm a teacher

Dominate is the best way to beat ya

Sorry 'bout yesterday, now the sweet stuff

You a sweetie pie, come let me eat ya

(Fuck it up)

(Ooh)

Boy, you never have a chance

If you make my body talk, I'ma leave you in a trance

Got you walking with a limp, bet this body make you dance

Dance, dance, dance

Ooh, it's so good, it's so good

It's so good, it's so good, it's so good

Ooh, it's so good, it's so good

It's so good, it's so good, it's so good

Applause, a round of applause

Applause, a round of applause

Say I want, want, want, what I want, want, want

(I want, want, want what I want, want, want)

I want, want, want what I want, want, want

(I want, want, want what I want, want, want)

I want your touch, I want your feeling

(I want your touch, I want your feeling)

I want your love, I want your spirit

(I want your love, I want your spirit)

The more I want, the more I need it

(The more I want, the more I need it)

Need it

(Need it)

Versace, Bottega, Prada, Balenciaga

Vuitton, Dior, Givenchy, collect your points, Beyoncé

So elegant and raunchy, this haute couture I'm flaunting

This Telfar bag imported, Birkins, them shits in storage

I'm in my bag

Ah-ooh

Ah-ooh

Ah-ooh