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Beyonce's Formation: Visually Cool, Lyrically Challenged

    Beyonce’s new video “Formation” visually says something powerful with images, but lyrically doesn’t match the video. You be the judge.

    [Intro: Messy Mya]
    What happened at the New Wil’ins?
    Bitch, I’m back by popular demand

    [Refrain: Beyonce]
    Y’all haters corny with that illuminati mess
    Paparazzi, catch my fly, and my cocky fresh
    I’m so reckless when I rock my Givenchy dress (stylin’)
    I’m so possessive so I rock his Roc necklaces
    My daddy Alabama, Momma Louisiana
    You mix that negro with that Creole make a Texas bamma
    I like my baby hair, with baby hair and afros
    I like my negro nose with Jackson Five nostrils
    Earned all this money but they never take the country out me
    I got a hot sauce in my bag, swag

    [Interlude: Messy Mya + Big Freedia]
    Oh yeah baby, oh yeah I, ohhhhh, oh yes I like that
    I did not come to play with you hoes, haha I came to slay, bitch I like cornbreads and collard greens, bitch

    Oh yes, you besta believe it

    [Refrain: Beyonce]
    Y’all haters corny with that illuminati mess
    Paparazzi, catch my fly, and my cocky fresh
    I’m so reckless when I rock my Givenchy dress (stylin’)
    I’m so possessive so I rock his Roc necklaces
    My daddy Alabama, Momma Louisiana
    You mix that negro with that Creole make a Texas bamma
    I like my baby hair, with baby hair and afros
    I like my negro nose with Jackson Five nostrils
    Earned all this money but they never take the country out me
    I got a hot sauce in my bag, swag

    [Chorus: Beyonce]
    I see it, I want it
    I stunt, yeah, yellow bone it
    I dream it, I work hard
    I grind ’til I own it
    I twirl on them haters
    Albino alligators
    El Camino with the seat low
    Sippin’ Cuervo with no chaser
    Sometimes I go off, I go off I go hard, I go hard Get what’s mine, take what’s mine I’m a star, I’m a star Cause I slay, slay I slay, hey, I slay, okay I slay, okay, all day, okay I slay, okay, I slay okay We gon’ slay, slay Gon’ slay, okay We slay, okay I slay, okay I slay, okay Okay, okay, I slay, okay

    Okay, okay, okay, okay

    Okay, okay, ladies, now let’s get in formation, cause I slay Okay ladies, now let’s get in formation, cause I slay Prove to me you got some coordination, cause I slay

    Slay trick, or you get eliminated

    [Verse 1: Beyonce]
    When he fuck me good I take his ass to Red Lobster, cause I slay
    When he fuck me good I take his ass to Red Lobster, cause I slay
    If he hit it right, I might take him on a flight on my chopper, cause I slay
    Drop him off at the mall, let him buy some J’s, let him shop up, cause I slay
    I might get your song played on the radio station, cause I slay
    I might get your song played on the radio station, cause I slay
    You just might be a black Bill Gates in the making, cause I slay
    I just might be a black Bill Gates in the making

    [Chorus: Beyonce]
    I see it, I want it
    I stunt, yeah, yellow bone it
    I dream it, I work hard
    I grind ’til I own it
    I twirl on my haters
    Albino alligators
    El Camino with the seat low
    Sippin’ Cuervo with no chaser
    Sometimes I go off, I go off I go hard, I go hard Take what’s mine, take what’s mine I’m a star, I’m a star Cause I slay, slay I slay, hey, I slay, okay I slay, okay, all day, okay I slay, okay, I slay okay We gon’ slay, slay Gon’ slay, okay We slay, okay I slay, okay I slay, okay Okay, okay, I slay, okay

    Okay, okay, okay, okay

    Okay, okay, ladies, now let’s get in formation, I slay Okay ladies, now let’s get in formation, I slay Prove to me you got some coordination, I slay

    Slay trick, or you get eliminated, I slay

    [Bridge: Beyonce]
    Okay ladies, now let’s get in formation, I slay
    Okay ladies, now let’s get in formation
    You know you that bitch when you cause all this conversation
    Always stay gracious, best revenge is your paper

    [Outro]
    Girl I hear some thunder
    Golly this is that water boy, oh lord