AKA - Beyonce lyrics
Chorus How you going to be my Beyonce? Living like Rihannah Thinking you are Beyonce Holiday with a small plane I bought you…. All i wanted was a small thing Can’t get….. Hook Heart Break, When I left my baby mamma I thought you will be my soulmate You was a born babe Now i was talking to his bum babe… You won’t believe All this f**en ICE all go freeze My Monalisa She On the Streets Micheal Angela all up in sweets That bit swwet Ah Ah Ah Whats the reason that you lost faith Sleeping at your moms place Now i got to make sure garage space Darkdays praying for the last grace Where ever you are I wonder you doing well Remember in London when i took you Zim girl Remember when I was kicking you out of a hotel 15min later I was blowing up on your cell We was crazy School teen sh** Even make to f**en news In Mozambique beach Long praise long praise India a region a front page From page we were still a secret I got a dreamlike deja vu I always remembered you Wether things are good or bad i got the memories in the cellings straight up. No dash all this things I can’t hold back king and Queen Chorus How you going to be my Beyonce? Living like Rihannah Thinking you are Beyonce Holiday with a small plane I bought you…. All i wanted was a small thing Can’t get….. Hook Heart Break, When I left my baby mamma I thought you will be my soulmate You was a born babe Now i was talking to his bum babe… Always though this sh** will last forever Now we need Miracle to make it to december Only things that I can do is to go get my…. bread up I just can’t compete with all the dm’s in your air….. I can tell you super OKAY WE Understand Waited two years to see you with your wig off Tell me what they say about your character You were f**ing me while I was paying damages Baby mama stressed up we was Los Angeles Possing for the cameras acting like some savages, savages everywhere we went we was no main event I know this song gonna wake up the internet I had a dream like deja vu I always remeber you when things are good or bad I got the memories in the cekkings straightup With no dash all this thing i can’t hold them back King and Queen Chorus How you going to be my Beyonce? Living like Rihannah Thinking you are Beyonce Holiday with a small plane I bought you…. All i wanted was a small thing Can’t get….. Hook Heart Break, When I left my baby mamma I thought you will be my soulmate You was a born babe Now i was talking to his bum babe…