Beyoncé Lyrics
"PURE/HONEY"

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Uh, uh
Check my technique
Uh, uh
Comin' for my technique
Uh, uh
You wanna feel my technique?
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 (oh yeah)
But she make it look easy 'cause she got it (check my technique)
You can find the one when the tempo good (wanna touch my technique?)
Four, three, too fuckin' busy

That's my technique, uh
That's my, that's my
That's my technique, uh
Bad bitch, me too
Right then left cheek, muah
Ideas, my dear
That's my technique, uh

All my 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 that good
But she make it look easy 'cause she got it
You can find the one when the tempo's good
Four, three, I'm too fuckin' busy

Check my technique, uh
I see you, you too
Comin' for my technique, uh
Bossy bitch, bisous
Right then left cheek, muah
Future renaissance
Study my technique, uh
All the pretty boys too the floor

Uh, 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 like
Earlier than that

It should cost a billion to look this-

I see you want it and you comin' for me
Don't be funny with my money, honey
All my girls look so yummy yummy?
And all the boys want my honey from me

The devil's on my shoulder (as taboo as you want me)
Uh, nasty is my guilty pleasure (nasty, nasty girl)
Ah, if you give this ass a squeeze (give that ass a squeeze, baby)
This pretty hell will give you pleasure (pretty, pretty hell)

Once you get me piped up, baby, I won't stop (uh)
I won't stop 'til you say you had enough (I won't stop)
Ride it like a rodeo when I'm on top
Oh, oh-oh

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, yum
Just take your thick honey and go (honey and go)
Drippin' all 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

Ooh, yeah (yummy, yummy, yummy, yummy, yum)
Yeah, yum (yummy)
Ooh, yeah (yummy, yummy, yummy, yummy, yum)
Yeah (yummy)

You know it's Friday night and I'm ready to drive
Throw me them keys, baby, let's go
(Friday night and I'm ready to drive
Throw me them keys, baby, let's go)
We jump in the car, quarter tank of gas
World's at war, low on cash
(We jump in the car, quarter tank of gas
World's at war, low on cash)

I ain't never thought a feeling like this
You been in love but not like this
Sweet honey sin, taste it on your lips
Up and down on it, light switch (click)

Honey, Miss Honey
Miss Honey, Miss Honey (honey, honey, hon')
Miss Honey, Miss Honey
Miss Honey, Miss Honey
This song is from the album "RENAISSANCE".