Karaoké Pure / Honey Beyoncé

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Uh check my technique

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Uh come and feel my technique

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Uh you wanna feel my technique

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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 but she make it look easy 'cos she got it uh huh

You can find the one when the tempo good

Four

Three

Too fuckin' busy

That's my technique uh

That's my

That's my

That's my technique uh

Bad bitch

Bisous

Right then left cheek

Mwah

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 'cos 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

Mwah

Future

Renaissance

Study my technique uh

All the pretty boys to 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 'em 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're 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

Uh

Nasty is my guilty pleasure

Uh

If you give this ass a squeeze

It's pretty how

I'll give you pleasure

Once you get me piped up baby I won't stop

Uh I won't stop 'till you say you had enough

Ride it like a rodeo when I'm on top

Hoo ooh

Hoo ooh

I'll get you stuck

Stuck in my love

Stuck in my honey

Honey, honey, hon'

I'll put the sweet

Sweet on your tongue

Don't it taste yummy

Yummy, yummy, yum

Now stick it thick

Honey and gold

Drip it all on me yeah

Honey, honey, hon'

I'll put the sweet

Sweet on your tongue

Don't it taste yummy

Yummy, yummy, yum

Hoo

Yeah

Yeah

Oh

Hoo

Yeah

Yeah

You know it's 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

I ain't never felt a feelin' like this

You've been in love but not like this

Sweet, honey, sin

Taste it on your lips

Up and down on it

Light switch, click

Honey, honey, hon'