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ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Beyoncé
Вокал
Raphael Saadiq
Бас
Nate Ferraro
Гитара
Khirye Tyler
Бас
Rhiannon Giddens
Банджо
Killah B
Барабаны
Lemar Carter
Барабаны
Hit-Boy
Синтезатор
Elizabeth Lowell Boland
Фортепиано
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Beyoncé
Автор песен
Raphael Saadiq
Автор песен
Nate Ferraro
Автор песен
Megan Bülow
Автор песен
Brian Bates
Автор песен
Elizabeth Lowell Boland
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Beyoncé
Продюсер
Raphael Saadiq
Сопродюсер
Nate Ferraro
Продюсер
Killah B
Продюсер
Hit-Boy
Дополнительный продюсер
Stuart White
Миксинг-инженер
Mariel Gomerez
Дополнительный продюсер
Alex Nibley
Инженер звукозаписи
Hotae Alexander Jang
Инженер звукозаписи
Andrea Roberts
Дополнительный инженер
Matheus Braz
Ассистент инженера
Colin Leonard
Мастеринг-инженер
John Cranfield
Дополнительный инженер
Слова
This ain't Texas (ooh)
Ain't no hold 'em (hey)
So lay your cards down, down, down, down
So park your Lexus (ooh)
And throw your keys up (hey)
Stick around, 'round, 'round, 'round, 'round (stick around)
And I'll be damned if I can't slow-dance with you
Come pour some sugar on me, honey too
It's a real-life boogie and a real-life hoedown
Don't be a bitch, come take it to the floor now, woo, ha
There's a tornado (there's a tornado)
In my city (in my city)
Hit the basement (hit the basement)
That shit ain't pretty (shit ain't pretty)
Rugged whiskey (rugged whiskey)
'Cause we survivin' ('cause we survivin')
Puffin' red-cup kisses, sweet redemption, passin' time, yeah
Ooh, one step to the right
We headed to the dive bar we always thought was nice
Ooh, run me to the left
Then spin me in the middle, boy, I can't read your mind
This ain't Texas (oh)
Ain't no hold 'em (hey)
So lay your cards down, down, down, down
So park your Lexus (ooh)
And throw your keys up (hey)
Stick around, 'round, 'round, 'round, 'round (stick around)
And I'll be damned if I can't slow-dance with you
Come pour some sugar on me, honey too
It's a real-life boogie and a real-life hoedown
Don't be a bitch, come take it to the floor now, woo
And I'll be damned if I cannot dance with you
Come pour some liquor on me, honey too
It's a real-life boogie and a real-life hoedown
Don't be a bitch, come take it to the floor now, woo
(Woo-hoo)
(Woo-hoo)
(Woo-hoo)
There's a heatwave (there's a heatwave)
Comin' at us (comin' at us)
Too hot to think straight (too hot to think straight)
Too cold to panic (cold to panic)
All other problems
Just feel dramatic (just feel dramatic)
And now we're runnin' to the first bar that we find, yeah
Ooh, one step to the right
We headed to the dive bar we always thought was nice
Ooh, you run to the left
Just with me in the middle, boy, I can't read your mind
This ain't Texas (oh)
Ain't no hold 'em (hey)
So lay your cards down, down, down, down (oh)
So park your Lexus (hey)
Throw your keys up (hey)
Stick around, 'round, 'round, 'round, 'round (stick around)
And I'll be damned if I cannot dance with you
Come pour some sugar on me, honey too
It's a real-life boogie and a real-life hoedown
Don't be a bitch, come take it to the floor now, woo
And I'll be damned if I cannot dance with you
Come pour some liquor on me, honey too
It's a real-life boogie and a real-life hoedown
Don't be a -, come take it to the floor now, ooh
Take it to the floor now, ooh (oops, spurs, boots)
To the floor now, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh (tap back, oops, shoot)
Come take it to the floor now, ooh
And I'll be damned if I cannot dance with you
Baby, pour that sugar and liquor on me too (spurs, spurs, boots)
Sologenic, photogenic, shoot
Writer(s): Raphael Saadiq, Beyonce Gisselle Knowles, Nathan John Ferraro, Brian Vincent Bates, Elizabeth Lowell Boland, Megan Mulow
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