Beyoncé and Jay Z - «Clique & Diva» (HBO On The Run Tour) | Текст песни

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• Beyoncé and Jay Z
• «Clique & Diva» (HBO On The Run Tour)

What of the dollar you murdered for
Is that the one fighting for your soul
Or your brother's the one that you're running from
But if you got money, fuck it, because I want some

Ain't nobody fucking with my
Clique, clique, clique, clique, clique
Ain't nobody fresher than my muthafuckin
Clique, clique, clique, clique, clique
As I look around, they don't do it like my
Clique, clique, clique, clique, clique
And all these bad bitches, man, they want the
They want the, they want the, they want the

Yeah I'm talking Ye', yeah I'm talking Rih
Yeah I'm talking Bey, nigga I'm talking me
Yeah I'm talking bossy, I ain't talking Kelis
Your money too short, you can't be talking to me
Yeah I'm talking LeBron, we balling our family tree
G.O.O.D Music drug dealing cousin, ain't nothing fuckin' with we, me
Turn that 62 to 125, 125, to a 250
250 to a half a million, man ain't nothin' nobody can do with me
Now who with me? ¡Vámonos! Call me Hov or Jefe
Translation, I'm the shit, at least that what my neck say
Least that what my check say, lost my homie for a decade
Nigga down for like 12 years, ain't hug his son since the second grade
He never told, who we gonna tell, we top of the totem pole
It's the dream team, meets the Supreme Team
And all our eyes green it only means one thing
You ain't fucking with my clique

Since fifteen in my stilettos been struttin in this game
Whats yo age was the question they asked when I hit the stage
I’m a diva, best believe her
You see her, she getting paid
She aint callin him to greet her
Don’t need him, her bed’s made.

This is a stick up stick up
I need them bags uh that money
A stick up stick up
You see them ask where that money
All my ladies get it up
I see you I do the same
Take it to another level, no passengers on my plane

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