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Beyonce Formation lyrics [Beyonce] (What happened after New Orleans!?) (Bitch... I'm back by popular demand!) 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 My daddy Alabama, Momma Louisiana You mix that negro with that Creole make a Texas bamma I like my baby hair, with baby hair and afros I like my negro nose with Jackson Five nostrils Earned all his money but they never take the country out me I got hot sauce in my bag, swag Oh yeah baby, oh yeah I, ohhhhh, oh yes I like that I did not come to play with you hoes I came to slay, bitch I like cornbreads and collard greens, bitch Oh yes, you best to believe it 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 M...
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