Tre' Nation - Beyonce Pt. 2 (feat. A-GO & Andrew Pereira)

Coming down
Candy rain, all on the ground

Sipping all on that J
While I'm Antoinetteing them cakes
You been talking all that shit
Now, it's time for you to back it up in my face
Watch me talk the booty to sleep
(Let's go, little kitty cat)
Just sit back, watch me eat
(Let's go, little kitty cat)
I'm dripping all over
Talking bout that high grade
Baby hold on
Show that booty mercy
No, Daddy
Daddy didn't bring a towel
Taste like cotton candy
Wanna eat it all

Baby boy
I'm possessive, but I ain't jealous
I know you love that shit
You be curbing them niggas
They can keep looking
But they can't touch my shit
So nice, how you handle that thang
I ain't gotta say "You're mine, You're mine"
We get high, and we drunk in love
We crazy, ooh, we so dangerous, babe
Tattoo your name across
That booty, blocked it like J.Lo
Be serving all of that Halo
And so many people out there
know they just trying to touch you
Kiss up, and rub up, and feel up on you
I ain't gonna worry bout nothing

I'll just rock it for my baby
Boy you know you look good as fuck
I'll sure be your baby-daddy
Ooh, you know I'll take
All of your cups
Rocket for me, baby
Let me bathe in your waterfalls
Jesus Christ! You so nice!

You make me feel like I'm Beyonce
My man make me feel so god-damned fine
My man make me feel so god-damned fine
So god-damned fine
So god-damned fine
You make me feel like I'm Beyonce
My man make me feel so god-damned fine
My man make me feel so god-damned fine
So god-damned fine
So god-damned fine
You make me feel like I'm Beyonce
I be all up on his mouth like liquor, liquor
You make me feel like I'm Beyonce
Texas lovin is a killa, a killa

Baby boy
My Baby boy
I be swerving all on your surf board
Waking up in your T-shirt and
You on the mic to your voice hoarse
I been drinking watermelon
It's the sweetest in the middle
Tastes so bootylicious
Let me sit this ass on you
Let me dance for you
And I can be your sweet dream
Or a beautiful nightmare
Record me on your video phone

And catch me rocking for my baby
Boy you know you look good as fuck
I'll sure be your baby-daddy
Ooh, you know I'll take all of your cups
Rocket for me, baby
Let me bathe in your waterfalls
Your waterfalls

You make me feel like I'm Beyonce
My man make me feel so god-damned fine
My man make me feel so god-damned fine
So god-damned fine
So god-damned fine
You make me feel like I'm Beyonce
My man make me feel so god-damned fine
My man make me feel so god-damned fine
So god-damned fine
So god-damned fine
You make me feel like I'm Beyonce
I be all up on his mouth like liquor, liquor
You make me feel like I'm Beyonce
Texas lovin is a killa, a killa

Me and my Boo
And my Boo
Gotta take his ass to Red Lobster
Better yet, City Island
Cuz he fine and
If he ask me, I'm gon life em'
And I'm pretty sure that I met him before
Is it Deja Vu, or another life?
I don't need another lover cuz
He do it right
Never need another lover cuz
He do it right!

You make me feel like I'm Beyonce
My man make me feel so god-damned fine
My man make me feel so god-damned fine
So god-damned fine
So god-damned fine
You make me feel like I'm Beyonce
My man make me feel so god-damned fine
My man make me feel so god-damned fine
So god-damned fine
So god-damned fine
You make me feel like I'm Beyonce
I be all up on his mouth like liquor, liquor
You make me feel like I'm Beyonce
Texas lovin is a killa, a killa

You make me feel like I'm Beyonce

Written by:
Treshawn Nation

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