Run back lyrics

by

Beyoncé


Ah, ah-ah, C-I-T-Y
Ah, ah-ah, C-I-T-Y
Ah, ah-ah, C-I-T-Y
Ah, ah-ah, C-I-T-Y
Ah, ah, ah, ah

It's time for the twerkulator
It's time for the twerkulator
I'ma shake what my mama gave me
I'ma shake my money-maker
It's time for the twerkulator
It's time for the twerkulator
It's time for the twerkulator
It's time for the twerkulator (Ayy)


JT, I'm fly wit' it (I'm fly)
C-I-T-Y wit' it (City Girls)
Right cheek, left cheek wit' it (Woo)
Fun size, on fleek wit' it (Uh)
Slim thick, petite wit' it (I'm bad)
G-wag with the key missing
One time for my freak b*tches (Ayy, ayy)
After hour, no sleep b*tches (Where y'all at?)
When I get my freak on
They throwin' monеy like Meech home (B.M.F.)
When I do my dancе (Ayy)
Money fight, these n*ggas throwin' bands (Money fight)
JT, I ain't playin' (I ain't playin')
Lil' b*tch, I'on want your man (f*ck that n*gga)
But these rich n*ggas throwin' paper
Now it's time for the twerkulator (Back that ass up)

It's time for the twerkulator
It's time for the twerkulator
I'ma shake what my mama gave me
I'ma shake my money-maker
It's time for the twerkulator
It's time for the twerkulator
It's time for the twerkulator
It's time for the twerkulator

Up in the club (club), just broke up (up)
I’m doing my own little thing
Decided to dip (dip), but now you wanna trip (trip)
'Cause another brother noticed me
I’m up on him (him), he up on me (me)
Don’t pay him any attention
Cried my tears (tears), for three good years (years)
You can’t be mad at me


Now put your hands up
Up in the club, we just broke up
I'm doing my own little thing
Decided to dip and now you wanna trip
Cause another brother noticed me
I'm up on him, he up on me
Don't pay him any attention
Just cried my tears, for three good years
Ya can't be mad at me
Cause if you liked it then you should have put a ring on it
If you liked it then you shoulda put a ring on it
Don't be mad once you see that he want it
If you liked it then you shoulda put a ring on it
Oh, oh, oh
If you liked it then you should have put a ring on it
If you liked it then you shoulda put a ring on it
Don't be mad once you see that he want it
If you liked it then you shoulda put a ring on it



Cause if you liked it then you should have put a ring on it
If you liked it then you shoulda put a ring on it
Don't be mad once you see that he want it
If you liked it then you shoulda put a ring on it
Oh, oh, oh
If you liked it then you should have put a ring on it
If you liked it then you shoulda put a ring on it
Don't be mad once you see that he want it
If you liked it then you shoulda put a ring on it
I got gloss on my lips, a man on my hips
Got me tighter in my Dereon jeans
Acting up, drink in my cup
I can care less what you think
I need no permission, did I mention
Don't pay him any attention
Cause you had your turn and now you gonna learn
What it really feels like to miss me
Cause if you liked it then you should have put a ring on it
If you liked it then you shoulda put a ring on it
Don't be mad once you see that he want it
If you liked it then you shoulda put a ring on it
Oh, oh, oh

If you liked it then you should have put a ring on it
If you liked it then you shoulda put a ring on it
Don't be mad once you see that he want it
If you liked it then you shoulda put a ring on it
Oh, oh, oh
Don't treat me to the things of the world
I'm not that kind of girl
Your love is what I prefer, what I deserve
Here's a man that makes me then takes me
And delivers me to a destiny, to infinity and beyond
Pull me into your arms, say I'm the one you own
If you don't, you'll be alone
And like a ghost Ill be gone
All the single ladies, all the single ladies
All the single ladies, all the single ladies
All the single ladies, all the single ladies
All the single ladies
Now put your hands up, oh, oh, oh
Cause if you liked it then you should have put a ring on it
If you liked it then you shoulda put a ring on it
Don't be mad once you see that he want it
If you liked it then you shoulda put a ring on it
Oh, oh, oh
If you liked it then you should have put a ring on it
If you liked it then you shoulda put a ring on it
Don't be mad once you see that he want it
If you liked it then you shoulda put a ring on it
Oh, oh, oh

I'm twerkin', pus*y poppin' like a Cuban b*tch at tootsies (Oww)
I'm a City Girl, y'all b*tches is some hoochies
Don't stop, pop that (Pop that)
Pop that pus*y on some Luke sh*t
f*ck all of that cute sh*t
Break it down for that loot, b*tch (Break it down)
Uh, twerk-twerkulate
That paper straight? I'ma twerkulate (Ching-ching)
At the after hours, we workin' late (Ayy)
Bad b*tches on the paper chase


It's time for the twerkulator
It's time for the twerkulator
I'ma shake what my mama gave me
I'ma shake my money-maker
It's time for the twerkulator
It's time for the twerkulator
It's time for the twerkulator
It's time for the twerkulator


Ah, ah-ah, C-I-T-Y
Ah, ah-ah, C-I-T-Y
Ah, ah-ah, that girl JT
Ah, ah-ah, Yung Miami
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