Formation Lyrics is an English song by popular American artist Beyonce. The song Formation was first released in the year 2016 in the album ‘Lemonade‘. The lyrics for the song are written by Beyonce Knowles, Asheton Hogan, Michael Williams, Khalif Brown.

formation lyrics

 

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 this money but they never take the country out me
I got a hot sauce in my bag, swag

 

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 them 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
Get 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
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
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
When he fuck me good I take his ass to Red Lobster, ’cause I slay
If he hit it right, I might take him on a flight on my chopper, ’cause I slay
Drop him off at the mall, let him buy some J’s, let him shop up, ’cause 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 them 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

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, 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

Artist: Beyonce
Album: Lemonade
Songwriters: Beyonce Knowles, Asheton Hogan, Michael Williams, Khalif Brown.

 

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