I Didn’t Have A Pen And Paper Lyrics

I Didn't Have A Pen And Paper Lyrics

Let me hear you say, “hey ms. carter” (hey ms. carter) Say, “hey ms. carter” (hey ms. carter) Gimme some!
See me up in the club with fifty-eleven girls Posted in the back, diamond fangs in my grill Brooklyn brim with my eyes sittin’ low And every boy in here with me got that smoke And every girl in here gotta 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 lookin’, babe
Boy, this all for you, just walk my way Just tell me how it’s lookin’, babe Just tell me how it’s lookin’, babe I do this all for you, baby, just take aim And tell me how it’s lookin’, babe And tell me how it’s lookin’, babe, lookin’, babe
Drop the bass, mane, the bass get lower Radio say, “speed it up”, i just go slower High like treble, pumpin’ on the mids The man ain’t ever seen a booty like this And why you think you keep my name rollin’ off the tongue? ‘Cause when you 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
Drop
Driver roll up the partition, please Driver roll up the partition, please I don’t need you seein’ yoncé on her knees Took forty-five minutes to get all dressed up We ain’t even gon’ make it to this club Now my mascara runnin’, red lipstick smudged Oh, he so horny, yeah, he want to fuck He popped all my buttons and he ripped my blouse He monica lewinski’d all on my gown
Whoa, there daddy, daddy, didn’t bring a towel Whoa baby, baby, we betta slow it down Took forty-five minutes to get all dressed up And we ain’t even gon’ make it to this club
Take all of 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 (take all of me) I just wanna be the girl you like (girl you like) The kind of girl you like is right here with me (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 blastin’ He like to call me “peaches” when we get this nasty Red wine drip, he’ll talk that trash Chauffeur eavesdroppin’ tryin’ not to crash
Whoa there daddy, daddy, now you ripped my fur Whoa baby, baby, be sweatin’ out my hair Took forty-five minutes to get all dressed up And we ain’t even gon’ make it to this club
Take all of 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 (take all of me) I just wanna be the girl you like (girl you like) The kind of girl you like is right here with me (right here with me) Hello
Est-Ce que tu aimes le sexe ? Le sexe Je veux dire, l’activité physique Le coït Tu aimes Ça ? Tu ne t’intéresses pas au sexe ? Les hommes pensent que les féministes détestent le sexe Mais c’est une activité très stimulante et naturelle que les femmes adorent
Take all of 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 (take all of me) I just wanna be the girl you like (girl you like) The kind of girl you like is right here with me Right here with me Right here with me
Hello
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Song Credits

Song: I Didn't Have A Pen And Paper

Album: BEYONCÉ

Artist: Beyoncé

Actor: Beyoncé

Lyricist: Beyoncé, BOOTS, J-Roc, Justin Timberlake, Key Wane, Mike Dean, The-Dream, Timbaland

Musician: Beyoncé, BOOTS, J-Roc, Justin Timberlake, Key Wane, Mike Dean, Timbaland

Label: Columbia Records, Parkwood Entertainment, Sony Music