Beyonce – THIQUE Lyrics

THIQUE Lyrics – Beyonce

Ass getting bigger, racks getting bigger, cash getting larger
He thought he was loving me good, I told him “Go harder”
She thought she was killing that shit, I told her “Go harder”
Just look at this alkaline wrist ’cause I’m getting water
Ass getting thicker, cash getting thicker

That’s that thick, that’s that real shit
That’s that jelly, baby, champagne and cherry, baby
That’s that thick, that’s that ball drop
That’s that keep going, that’s that never stop

That’s that thick, that’s that na-na, that uchi, Gucci, la-la
Yeah, this that Fiji Aqua, candy girl, piñata
Hit it in the car and take you back to the casa
Bet I got you rock now, that dick all over that yatch now
Uh, that’s that free Nic, that’s that 96
That’s that new Miami bass, twelve in the trunk, 808
Uh, that’s that Castro, eat that shit like nastrils
She said she on a diet, you better not loose that ass, girl

That’s that thick, that’s that real shit
That’s that jelly, nigga, that’s that really, nigga
That’s that thick, that’s that ball drop
That’s that keep going, that’s that never stop

Baby, that’s that thick
That’s that thick
Baby, that’s that thick
That’s that thick
Look at this shit

Ooh, it’s that strawberry, it’s that gravy and cherry
Ooh, it’s that jensel, cut that bitch, culinary
Ooh, that’s that bounce, spin my money, make it count
If it’s lost then it give out, just keep dropping that shit down
That’s that summer, that’s them hummer, that’s them “Girl, give me your number”
That’s that Jordie, that’s that schoolar, that’s that just got out of college
That’s that “I don’t do this usually, I don’t know what you do to me”
Tha-, “I don’t do this usually, I don’t know what you do to me”
Boy, you crazy about it, back it up like limousine
They gotta make a photo OP to fit in magazine, right
Girl, look at your body right

Boy, take this slow, don’t let go
Tell me how bad you been wanting it
And hurry, I can’t find a moment in
I like what I hear, might be sleeping in
Screaming back “Yoncé”, chocolate, ounce it
Sit on it, bounce it, ounce it

Ass getting thicker, cash getting thicker, cash getting larger
He thought he was loving me good, I told him “Go harder” (Baby, that’s that thick)
She thought she was killing that shit, I told her “Go harder” (That’s that thick)
Just look at this alkaline wrist ’cause I’m getting water (Baby, that’s that thick)
Ass getting thicker (That’s that thick), cash getting
Look at this shit

Ooh, baby, come feel me
Ooh, baby, I’m all over in your mind
Come here, come here, quick love
I’m all over in your mind, I’m all over in your mind
I read your mind, I read your mind