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Part I: 16 CARRIAGES

[Verse: Beyoncé]
At fifteen, the innocence was gone astray
Had to leave my home at an early age
I saw Mama prayin', I saw Daddy grind
All my tender problems, had to leave behind

[Pre-Chorus: Beyoncé]
It's been umpteen summers, and I'm not in my bed
On the back of the bus, in a bunk with the band
Goin' so hard, gotta choose myself
Underpaid and overwhelmed
I might cook, clean, but still won't fold
Still workin' all my life, you know
Only God knows, only God knows
Only God knows

[Chorus: Beyoncé]
Sixteen carriages drivin' away
While I watched them ride with my fears away
'Til the summer sunset on a holy night
On a long back road, all the tears I fight
Sixteen carriages drivin' away
While I watched them ride with my fears away
'Til the summer sunset on a holy night
On a long back road, all these tears I fight
Part II: BLACKBIIRD

[Verse 1: Beyoncé]
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these sunken eyes and learn to see
All your life
You were only waitin' for this moment to be free

[Chorus: Beyoncé]
Blackbird fly (Fly)
Blackbird fly (Fly)
Into the light of a dark, black night

[Verse 2: Brittney Spencer, Tiera Kennedy, Reyna Roberts, & Tanner Adell, (All)]
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly (Learn to fly, learn to fly)
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arise
You were only waiting for this moment to arise

[Outro: Beyoncé & All]
You were only waiting for this moment to arise
Arise

Part III: YA YA (Elements of These Boots Are Made For Walkin' & Freedom)
[Intro: Beyoncé]
Hah
One, two, tres, four
She comin'
We gon' make it do what it do, ya-ya
Hello, girls (Hello, Beyoncé)
Hello, fellas (You're pretty swell)
Those petty ones can't touch with me (Why?)
'Cause I'm a clever girl
We clappin', we drummin'

[Verse: Beyoncé]
My family live and died in America, huh
Good ol' USA (Good ol' USA), huh
Whole lotta red in that white and blue, ya-ya
History can't be erased (Ooh-ooh)
You lookin' for a new America? (America)
Aren't you tired, workin' time and a half for half the pay? (Half the pay)
Ah, ya-ya (Ooh-woo-hoo)
I just pray that we don't crash, keep my Bible on the dash
We gotta keep the faith
Wildfire burnt his house down
Insurance ain't gon' pay no Fannie Mae, huh, ah, ya-ya
So hold this holster, pour mo' liquor, please
Hard workin' man ain't got no money in the bank
Huh, ah, ya-ya
Turn up the vinyl and the radio (Radio)
He can't watch the news nowadays (Nowadays), oh
I just pray that he don't crash, keep this pistol on the dash
He gotta keep the faith
[Refrain: Beyoncé]
I'm pickin' up good vibrations (Ooh, ooh)
He's givin' me sweet sensations

[Outro: Beyoncé]
Texas, we gotta keep the faith
B-E-Y-I-N-C-E, ya!
Vote!
Vote!
Vote!

Part IV: MY HOUSE

[Intro: Terius "The Dream" Nash]
Who they came to see? Me
Who rep like me? Don't make me get up out my seat

[Refrain: Terius "The Dream" Nash]
Uh, oh
Uh, oh
Who let my goons out that house? Uh, huh, who?
Who out there talkin' all that mouth? Uh, uh, who?

[Outro: Beyoncé & Terius "The Dream" Nash, & Both]
Who they came to see? Me
Who reppin' like me?
Don't make me get up out of my seat
Don't make me come up off of this beat, huh
Oh
Uh—

Part V: RIIVERDANCE / SPAGHETTII

[Intro: Swizz Beats]
Ah
4Right
Right

[Refrain: Beyoncé, Bey's Cowboys, & Both]
Bounce on the hit, dance (Dance)
Bounce on the hit, dance (Dance)
I ain't in no gang, but I got shooters and I bang-bang

[Verse 1: Beyoncé]
Staring down the barrel of his gun
Yes, he shot me down
I died and someone brought me back to life
But never to my senses

[Refrain: Beyoncé]
Bounce on the hit, dance (Dance)
Bounce on the hit, dance (Dance)
Bounce on the hit, dance (Dance)
Bounce on the hit, no hands

[Verse 2: Beyoncé]
Staring down the barrel of my gun
Yes, I shot you down
He cried the day he realized
That lies were hidden in my kisses

[Refrain: Beyoncé]
Bounce on the hit, dance (Dance)
Bounce on the hit, dance (Dance)

[Outro: Beyoncé]
I ain't no regular singer
Now, come get everything you came for

Part VI: SWEET ★ HONEY ★ BUCKIIN'

[Verse 1: Shaboozey & Beyoncé]
Lucchese the boots, check
You can hear when I step (Step), step
Bought a Chevy and painted it red
Money long, it can't fit in the bed
It don't matter what nobody says
Country boy 'til the day that I'm dead (Yee-hoo)
You want smoke? I'm the Marlboro man
Cut it out 'fore it get outta hand, mmm
This ain't Calabasas, we don't need highways
We can take backroads (Take backroads)
Never been ridin', baby? Step in that stirrup
Hop on my saddle (Hop on my saddle), ooh
Snake on my feet, they rattle (Ooh)
And the bag, only thing gettin' lasso'd, yeah (Gettin' what?)
And I'm still goin' up like a ladder (Uh)
And I'm still in the field
She gon'

[Chorus: Beyoncé & Pharrell Williams]
Buckin' (Yeah), buckin' (Yeah)
Buckin' (Yeah), woah (Yeah)
Buckin' (Yeah), buckin' (Yeah)
Buckin' like a mechanical bull
Buckin' (Yeah), buckin' (Yeah)
Buckin' (Yeah), woah (Yeah)
Buckin' (Yeah), buckin' (Yeah)
A good night, flow money is full, ooh-ooh
Look at that horse, look at that horse
Look at that horse (Look at that horse)

Part VII: LEVII JEANS (Elements of MY HOUSE)

[Intro: Terius "The Dream" Nash]
Oh
Uh, uh, huh
Uh

[Chorus: Beyoncé]
They call me, "Pretty little thing"
And I love to turn him on
Boy, I'll let you be my Levi's jeans
Way it's poppin' out your phone
Love you down to the bone

[Verse: Post Malone & Beyoncé]
Baby, you know I'm on my bull—, I'll let you ride it (Ride it)
Rodeo in your room, that shoot breaks loose with perfect timin' (Perfect timin')
Love it when you tease me in them jeans, girl, you don't need designer (No)
And when that thing on hydroplane, baby girl, you the pilot
Baby, let me rattle that snake with my venom
Denim on denim on denim on denim
Give you high fashion in a simple white tee
Give you these blues, it's in my genes
On my sister, on Celestine
Got light shinin' through the in-between
Thigh gap saddle his leather seats

[Outro: Beyoncé & Post Malone & Post Malone]
Come on you pretty little thing
Oh, I wanna take you home
Girl, I’d like to be your Levi's jeans
The way you poppin' out my phone
I love you down to the bone
Yes, Ma'am

Part VIII: JOLENE

[Chorus: Beyoncé]
Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene
I'm warnin' you, don't come for my man (Jolene)
Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene
Don't take the chance because you think you can

[Verse: Beyoncé]
You're beauty is beyond compare
Takes more than beauty and seductive stares
To come between a family and a happy man
Jolene, I'm a woman too
The games you play are nothing new
Your peace depends on how you moven
Jolene, I know I'm a queen, Jolene
I'm still a Creole banjee chick from Louisiane (Don't try me)

Part IX: TEXAS HOLD 'EM: PONY UP REMIX (Elements of TYRANT)

[Intro: Dolly Parton & Beyoncé]
Cowboy Carter
Time to strike a match, and light up this juke joint
Everybody, put your hands together
I'm so honered to be in Texas, right now
Let's take it to the floor now (Ooh)
Dosido
It's only right that we do "TEXAS HOLD 'EM"
For the first time in Houston, Texas, on Christmas
Y'all, help me sing

[Chorus: Beyoncé]
This ain't Texas (Woo), ain't no Hold 'Em (Hey)
So lay your cards down, down, down, down
So park your Lexus (Woo), and throw your keys up (Hey)
Stick around, 'round, 'round, 'round, 'round (Stick around)
And I'll be damned if I can't slow-dance with you
Come pour some sugar on me, honey too
It's a real-life boogie and a real-life hoedown
Don't be a— (Hey), come take it to the floor now, woo, hah (Woo)

[Verse 1: Beyoncé]
There's a tornado (There's a tornado) In my city (In my city)
Hit the basement (Hit the basement), that sho'll ain't pretty (Ain't pretty)
Rugged whiskey (Rugged whiskey), 'Cause we survivin' ('Cause we survivin')
Off red-cup kisses, sweet redemption, passin' time, yeah

[Pre-Chorus: Beyoncé]
Ooh, one step to the right
We headed to the dive bar we always thought was nice
Ooh, run me to the left
Then spin me in the middle, Blue, I can't read your mind

[Chorus: Beyoncé]
This ain't Texas (Woo), ain't no Hold 'Em (Hey)
So lay your cards down, down, down, down
So park your Lexus (Woo), and throw your keys up (Hey)
And stick around, 'round, 'round, 'round, 'round (Stick around)
And I'll be damned if I can not dance with you
Come pour some sugar on me, honey too
It's a real-life boogie and a real-life hoedown
Don't be a— (Hey), come take it to the floor now, woo

[Post-Chorus: Beyoncé]
Woo, woo

[Verse 2: Beyoncé]
There's a heatwave (There's a heatwave) comin' at us (Comin' at us)
Too hot to think straight (Too hot to think straight), too cold to panic (Cold to panic)
All of the problems just feel dramatic (Just feel dramatic)
And now we're runnin' to the first bar that we find, yeah

[Pre-Chorus: Beyoncé]
Ooh, if you run to the left

[Chorus: Beyoncé]
It's a real-life boogie and a real-life hoedown
Don't be a— (Hey), come take it to the floor now, ooh

[Live Interlude: Beyoncé]
Now I'ma need all my cowboys to the dance floor (Take it to the floor now, ooh)
You heard me, Texas, get to the dance floor (Release your wiggle)

[Live Dance Break: Beyoncé]
Pony up
Pony up
Chasin' my sins away with brown, brown
I'ma need another round, round, round, round
One for me, one for my lover

[Outro: Beyoncé]
This ain't Texas, ain't no Hold 'Em
So lay your cards down, down, down, down, oh
Park your Lexus, throw your keys up
Stick around, 'round, 'round, 'round, 'round
'Round, 'round, 'round, 'round, 'round

FAQ: Beyoncé Bowl (NFL Halftime Show Performance) by Shaboozey

Q. Who sings Beyoncé Bowl (NFL Halftime Show Performance)

A. The hit track Beyoncé Bowl (NFL Halftime Show Performance) is performed by Esm Shaboozey

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A. All lyrics are written by Shaboozey

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