Beyonce Knowles

Pure/Honey
Uh, uh, check my technique Uh, uh, coming for my techniquie Uh, uh, you wanna feel my techniquie Uh, uh, it's pure Bad bitches to the left, money bitches to the right You can be both, meet in the middle, dance all night Take it all off, or just a little if you like, it's pure It should cost a billion to look this good But she make it look easy 'cause she got it (Check my technique) You can find the one when the temple good (Wanna touch my technique) Four, three, too fucking busy That's my technique, that's my, that's my, that's my technique (Uh) Bad bitch, bisous, right thеn left cheeck, mwah Ideas, my dear, that's my tеchnique, all mine Pretty girls to the floor Get your money, money, cunty, hunty Don't be funny with my money, honey Don't my girls look so yummy, yummy? All the boys want my honey from me It should cost a billion to look this good But she make it look easy 'cause she got it You can find the one when the temple good Four, three, I'm too fucking busy Songtexte Check my technique, uh I see you, you too Coming for my technique, uh Pass a bitch, bisous Right then left cheeck, mwah Future, renaissance Study my technique, uh All the pretty boys to the floor Get your money, money, money, money Don't be funny with my money, honey Don't my girls look so yummy, yummy? All them boys want my honey from me Bad bitches to the left, money bitches to the right You can be both, meet in the middle, dance all night Take it all off, or just a little if you'd like, earlier than that It should cost a billion to look this I see a woman in you coming for me Don't be funny with my money, honey All my girls look so yummy, yummy All them boys want my honey, honey The devil's on my shoulder (Stable as you want me) Nasty is my guilty pleasure (Nasty, nasty girl) If you give this ass a squeeze (Give that ass a squeeze, baby) It's pretty hell, I'll give you pleasure (Pretty, pretty hell) Won't you give me all that, baby? I won't stop Uh, I won't stop till you say you had enough Ride it like a rodeo when I'm on top Uh, uh I'll get you stuck (Stuck), stuck in my love (Stuck in my love) Stuck in my honey Honey, honey, hon- I'll put the sweet (Sweet), sweet on your tongue (Sweet on your tongue) Don't it taste yummy? (Yummy) Yummy, yummy, yummy Let's take a dip (Dip), honey and gold (Honey and gold) Dripping love on me, yeah Honey, honey, hon- I'ma put the sweet (Sweet), sweet on your tongue (Sweet on your tongue) Don't it taste yummy? (Yummy) Yummy, yummy, yum Uh, yeah, yeah (Yummy, yummy, yum) Uh, yeah, yeah (Yummy, yummy, yum) You know, it's Friday night and I'm ready to drive Throw me them keys, baby, let's go (You know, it's Friday night and I'm ready to drive Throw me them keys, baby, let's go) We jumping in the car, quarter, take a gas Worlds that wallow on cash (We jumping in the car, quarter, take a gas Worlds that wallow on cash) I ain't never thought a feeling like this You've been in love but not like this Sweet, honey, saying, taste it on your lips Something down on it, light switch, click Honey, Miss Honey Miss Honey, Miss Honey Honey, honey, hon Miss Honey, Miss Honey Miss Honey, Miss Honey Aus Songtexte Mania