Partition Lyrics - Beyonce

Let me hear you say "Hey Ms. Carter" (Hey Ms. Carter) 

Say "Hey Ms. Carter" (Hey Ms. Carter) 

Give me some! 

See me up in the club with fifty-leven girls 

Posted in the back, diamond fangs in my grill 

Brooklyn brim with my eyes sitting low 

Every boy in here with me got that smoke 

Every girl in here got to look me up and down 

All on Instagram, cake by the pound 

Circulate the image every time I come around 

G's up tell me how I'm looking babe 

Boy this all for you just walk my way 

Just tell me how it's looking babe 

Just tell me how it's looking babe 

(How it's looking babe) 

I do this all for you baby just take aim 

Tell me how it's looking babe 

(How it's looking babe) 

Tell me how it's looking babe, looking babe 

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Drop the bass mane, the bass get lower 

Radio say "speed it up", I just go slower 

High like treble 

Puffing on the mids 

Ya man ain't never seen a booty like this 

And why you think ya keep my name rolling off the tongue 

Cuz when he wanna smash I'll just write another one 

I sneezed on the beat and the beat got sicker 

Yoncé all on his mouth like liquor 

Yoncé all on his mouth like liquor 

Yoncé all on his mouth like liquor 

Yoncé all on his mouth like liquor 

Like like liquor, like like like liquor 

Yoncé all on his mouth like liquor 

Yoncé all on his mouth like liquor 

Yoncé all on his mouth like liquor 

Like like liquor, like like like liquor 

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Driver roll up the partition please 

Driver roll up the partition please 

I don't need you seeing 'yonce on her knees 

Took 45 minutes to get all dressed up 

We ain't even gonna make it to this club 

Now my mascara running, red lipstick smudged 

Oh he so horny, he want to fuck 

He bucked all my buttons, he ripped my blouse 

He Monica Lewinski all on my gown 

Oh there daddy, d-daddy didn't bring the towel 

Oh baby, b-baby we slow it down 

Took 45 minutes to get all dressed up 

We ain't even gonna make it to this club 

Take all of me 

I just wanna be the girl you like, girl you like 

The kind of girl you like, girl you like 

Take all of me 

I just wanna be the girl you like, girl you like 

The kinda girl you like 

Is right here with me 

Driver roll up the partition fast 

Driver roll up the partition fast 

Over there I swear I saw them cameras flash 

Handprints and footprints on my glass 

Handprints and good grips all on my ass 

Private show with the music blasting 

He like to call me Peaches when we get this nasty 

Red wine drip, talk that trash 

Chauffer eavesdropping trying not to crash 

Oh there daddy, d-daddy now you ripped my fur 

Oh baby, b-baby be sweatin' on my hair 

Took 45 minutes to get all dressed up 

We ain't even gonna make it to this club 

Take all of me 

I just wanna be the girl you like, girl you like 

The kind of girl you like, girl you like 

Take all of me 

I just wanna be the girl you like, girl you like 

The kinda girl you like 

Is right here with me 

Take all of me 

I just wanna be the girl you like, girl you like 

The kind of girl you like, girl you like 

Take all of me 

I just wanna be the girl you like, girl you like 

The kinda girl you like 

Is right here with me