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THIQUE
Beyoncé
192.178Pop2022
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Geçtiğimiz 7 Gün
THIQUE geçen hafta yaklaşık 15 saniye civarında en sık keşfedilen şarkı oldu

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Ass gettin' bigger
Racks gettin' bigger
Cash gettin' larger
He thought he was loving me good, I told him go harder
She thought she was killin' that shit, I told her go harder
Just look at this alkaline wrist, 'cause I got that water
Ass gettin' thiquer
Cash gettin' thiquer
That's that thique
That's that real shit
That's that jelly, baby
Champagne and cherry, baby
That's that thique
That's that ball drop
That's that keep going
That's that never stop
That's that thique
That's that na-na
That oochy coochie, la-la
Yeah, this that Fiji agua
Candy girl piñata
Hit it in the car
And take you back to the casa
Bet I got you rock now
That thique all over the yacht now
That's that Freaknik
That's that 1996
That's that moon Miami bass
12 in the trunk 808
Uh, that's that Castro
Eat that shit like Maestro's
She say she on a diet, girl
You better not lose that ass, though
That's that thique
That's that real shit
That's that jelly, ****
That's that really, ****
That's that thique
That's that ball drop
That's that keep going
That's that never stop
Baby, that's that thique
That's that thique
Baby, that's that thique
That's that thique
Look at this shit
Ooh, that's that strawberry
That's that grape and cherry
Ooh, this that Ginsu
Cut that bitch like culinary
Ooh, that's that bounce
Spend my money, make it count
If it's lost, then make it found
Just keep dropping that shit down
That's that summer
That's them Hummers
That's that girl, give me your number
That's that Jordy
That's that scholar
That I just got out of college
That's that I don't do this usually
I don't know what you do to me
That I don't do this usually
I don't know what you do to me
Boy, you crazy, body mean
Back it up like limousine
You gotta make a fold out
To fit a magazine right
Girl, look at your body right
Boy, take this in slow
Don't let go
And tell me how bad you've been wanting it
And hurry up quick before the moment ends
I like what I hear, might be sleeping in
Screaming, "Beyoncé," chocolate ounces
Sit on that, bounce it, bounce it
Ass gettin' thiquer
Cash gettin' thiquer
Cash gettin' larger
He thought he was loving me good, I told him go harder
Baby, that's that thique
Thought she was killin' that shit, I told her go harder
That's that thique
Look at this alkaline wrist, 'cause I got that water
Baby, that's that thique
Ass gettin' thiquer
That's that thique
Cash gettin'
Look at this shit
Ooh, baby
Come feel me
Oh, baby it's all yours (I'm all up in your mind)
Come here, come here (Let's make love)
Make love to your mind (I'm all up in your mind)
Make love to your mind (Make love to your mind)
Close your eyes (I'm all up in your mind)
I'll breathe you in
I'll think your thoughts
I'll read your mind
Written by: Beyoncé, Chauncey Hollis, Jr., Cherdericka Nichols, Hit-Boy, Ink, Jabbar Stevens, Julian Mason, THE-DREAM

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