Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Beyoncé
Lead Vocals
André 3000
Vocals
Kanye West
Vocals
Alex Asher
Trombone
Cole Kamen-Green
Trumpet
Josiah Woodson
Trumpet
Morgan Price
Tenor Saxophone
Nick Videen
Alto Saxophone
The Superpower Horns
Horn Ensemble
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Beyoncé
Songwriter
Kanye West
Songwriter
Jeff Bhasker
Songwriter
Douglas Davis
Songwriter
Ricky Walters
Songwriter
André "3000" Benjamin
Songwriter
Dexter Mills
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kanye West
Producer
Jeff Bhasker
Co-Producer
Beyoncé Knowles
Producer
John Hanes
Engineer
Jordan "DJ Swivel" Young
Recording Engineer
Pete Wolford
Assistant Engineer
Phil Seaford
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Scott Barnett
Assistant Engineer
Lyrics
You a bad girl and your friends bad too, oh
We got the swag sauce, she drippin' swagu
You a bad girl and your friends bad too, oh
We got the swag sauce, she drippin' swagu
I may be young, but I'm ready
To give you all my love
I told my girls you can get it
Don't slow it down, just let it go
So in love, I'll give it all away
Just don't tell nobody tomorrow
So tonight, I'll do it every way
Speakers knockin' 'til the morning light
'Cause we like to party
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
'Cause we like to party
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
'Cause we like to party
Your touch is driving me crazy
I can't explain the way I feel
Top down with the radio on
And the night belongs to us
Just hold me close, don't let me go
So in love, I don't care what they say
I don't care if they're talking tomorrow
'Cause tonight's the night, oh-oh-oh-oh
That I give you everything, music knockin' 'til the morning light
'Cause we like to party
Set the scene, 3000 degrees
Ain't worried 'bout them f- niggas over there, but they worried 'bout me
I gotta homeboy named Butta, and another homeboy, this n- named Cheese
F- with me, baby, I make it milk 'til it drip down yo' knees
Spit this shit fo' real-lo, Brain Brillo
Kiddo say he looks up to me, this just makes me feel old
Never thought that we could become someone else's hero
Man, we were just in the food court, eating our gyros
Yesterday, that's the way, every single morning I try to pray
Grandmama 'dem, they never forgot, nothing else really mean nothing to me
I ain't studdin' the beat, talkin' to me?
Girl, why you f'in with me? Move on, ain't nothin' to see
Shh, always somethin' to saw, I'm the raw of the rip
'Cause of him, all of them
Will remember the min-nute that they fell in love with rap
Black like having yo' cousin back, blue like when they rent is due
Cream like when I'm lovin' you, yeah
So in love, I'll give it all away
Just don't tell nobody tomorrow
'Cause tonight's the night, oh-oh-oh-oh
That I give you everything
Music knockin' 'til the morning light
'Cause we like to party
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
'Cause we like to party
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
'Cause we like to party
You a bad girl and your friends bad too, oh
We got the swag sauce, she drippin' swagu
You a bad girl and your friends bad too, oh
We got the swag sauce, she drippin' swagu
Writer(s): Dexter Mills, Beyonce Giselle Knowles, Ricky Walters, Kanye Omari West, Douglas Davis, Jeffrey Bhasker, Andre Benjamin
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