THIQUE
Beyoncé
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Ass getting bigger Racks getting bigger Cash getting larger He thought he was loving me good I told him go harder She thought she was killing this shit I told her go harder Just look at this alkaline wrist 'Cause I got that water Ass getting thicker Cash getting thicker That's that thick That's that real shit That's that jelly, baby Champagne and cherry, baby That's that thick That's that ball drop That's that keep going That's that never stop That's that thick That's that nana That oochie-coochie-lala Yeah, this that Fiji agua Candy girl, piñata Hit it in the car and take you back to the casa Bet I got you rock now That thick all over that yacht now Uh, that's that Freaknik That's that 1996 That's that moon Miami bass Twelve in the trunk, 808 Uh, that's that Castro Eat that shit like Maestro's She say she on a diet Girl, you better not lose that ass though That's that thick That's that real shit That's that jelly, nigga That's that really, nigga That's that thick That's that ball drop That's that keep going That's that never stop Baby, that's that thick That's that thick Baby, that's that thick That's that thick Look at this shit Ooh, that's that strawberry That's that grape, and cherry Ooh, that's that Ginsu Cut that bitch like culinary (Ooh) that's that bounce Spend my money, make it count If he's lost, then he get found Just keep dropping that shit down That's that summer, that's them Hummers That's that "Girl, give me your number" That's that Jordy, that's that scholar That "I just got out of college" That's that "I don't do this usually I don't know what you do to me" That (I don't do this usually) (I don't know what you do to me) Boy, you crazy, body mean Back it up like limousine You gotta make a fold out to fit in magazine, right Girl, look at your body, right Boy, take this in slow, don't let go And tell me how bad you've been wanting it And hurry up, quick, before the moment ends I like what I hear, might be sleeping in Screaming, "Beyoncé chocolate" Ounces, sit on that Bounce it, bounce it Ass getting thicker Cash getting thicker Cash getting larger He thought he was loving me good I told him go harder Nigga, that's that thick Thought she was killing this shit I told her go harder That's that thick, look at this alkaline wrist 'Cause I got that water Baby, that's that thick, ass getting thicker That's that thick, cash getting Look at this shit Ooh, baby Come feel me (ooh, baby) I'm all up in your mind (it's all yours) Come here, come here Let's make love Make love to your mind (I wanna make love to your mind) Make love to your mind (make love to your mind) (Close your eyes) I'm all up in your mind I'll breathe you in, I'll think your thoughts I'll read your mind (I'll read your mind)
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Written by: Beyonce Knowles
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