[Intro]
Hah
One, two, tres, four
She comin'
We gon' make it do what it do, ya-ya
Hello, girls (Hello, Beyoncé)
Hello, fellas (You're pretty swell)
Those petty ones can't touch with me (Why?)
'Cause I'm a clever girl, we snappin'
(Pretty please) Toms, please
We wanna welcome you to the Beyoncé "Cowboy Carter: Act II," ah
And a Rodeo Chiltin' Circuit
We gon' make it do what it do, ya-ya
Put them hands together

[Chorus]
We clappin'
We drummin' (Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya)
Oh, oh, ya-ya-ya (Oh, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya)
Oh, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya (Oh, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya)
Ya-ya-ya-ya (Oh, ya)
(Ya-ya) B-E-Y-I-N-C-E, ya

[Interlude]
Woo
Hey!
[Verse 1]
My family live-and-diеd in America, hm
Good ol' USA (Good ol' USA), shit
Whole lotta red in that whitе and blue, huh
History can't be erased, ooh-woo
You lookin' for a new America? (America)
Aren't you tired, workin' time and a half for half the pay? (Half the pay)
I just pray that we don't crash, keep my Bible on the dash
He gotta keep the faith
Wildfire burnt his house down
Insurance ain't gon' pay no Fannie Mae, shit
So hold this holster, pour mo' liquor, please
Hard workin' man ain't got no money in the bank
Huh, uh, ya-ya
Turn up the vinyl and the radio (Radio)
He can't watch the news nowadays (Nowadays)
Oh, I just pray that he don't crash, keep this pistol on the dash
He gotta keep the faith

[Refrain]
She's pickin' up good vibrations
He's lookin' for sweet sensations

[Chorus]
Ladies? (Yeah?)
Fuck it, we shakin' (Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya)
We swimmin' (Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya)
We jerkin' (Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya)
We twerkin' (Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya)
You wanna touch it, don't you? (Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya)
Come get this genie in a bottle (Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya)
Come rub it, won't you? (Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya)
I pop it (Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya)
I walk it like I talk it (Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya)
I got your spurs sparkin' (Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya)
[Post-Chorus]
Ah, ah, ah
Let loose
Do what you do, baby, good God
Ahh, vote!

[Interlude]
You better sit down and look around
'Cause you done bumped yo' head
I love you enough
To talk some sense into you, baby

[Verse 2]
I'd hate to see you come home
Me, the kids, and the dog is gone
Check my credentials
I give you everything you want, every—, everything you need
Even your friends say I'm a good woman
All I need to know is why?

[Verse 3]
Why don't you love me? (Love me?)
"Sing it, y'all"
Why don't you love me (Why don't you)
(Love me) When I make me so damn easy to love? (To love?)
"I think y'all can be a little louder now"
Why don't you need me?
Why don't you need me? (Need me?)
Tell me, baby, why don't you need me
When I make me so damn easy to need? (There's nothing not to love)
I got beauty, I got class
I got style and I got ass (Hmm)
And you don't even care to care (Looka here)
I even put money in the bank account
Don't have to ask no one to help me out
You don't even notice that (That)
What? Wha—? Wha—?
[Verse 4]
I don't wanna hear no, "Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya"
I got you daydreamin'
Put your lips on my lips
And strum me like a guitar
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, you got me movin', boy
You got me ooh-in', you might know what you're doin' (Ooh-ooh)
Put them babies to bed (Oh-oh)
We sweat out the sheets (Oh)
Got you up all night and now you don't wanna leave
I can soothe your pain, yeah
When I'm long gone, you'll call my name, yeah
World of Wind, got you insane, yeah
Givin' me the faith

[Refrain]
I'm pickin' up good vibrations (Ooh)
He's givin' me sweet sensations (Oh)

[Verse 3]
B-E-Y-I-N-C-E, ya
"Y'all keep them hands goin'"
We gon' bust it down (Ya-ya)
From Texas (From Texas)
To Gary (To Gary)
All the way down to New York City (New York City)
Give me a kiss
Big daddy, you so pretty (So pretty)

[Verse 3]
Got these slugs in my mouth, when I die, don't take 'em out
(Got these slugs in my mouth, when I die, don't take 'em out) Ooh
Baby, if you ain't got no grits, get the fuck up out the South
(If you ain't got no grits, get the fuck up out the South) Mmh
Life is comin' at me fast, keep my Bible on the dash
Keep this pistol in my seat, just in case I gotta blast
I just wanna shake my ass (Have a blast), ooh
I just wanna shake my ass (Let's have a blast), ooh (We vibratin')
And lover boy, you're so fine
Ooh, you got me losin' my mind
But you, I gotta keep the faith

[Outro]
I gotta keep the faith
Ayy
Ooh-ooh
Ah, vote!
Say, "Ya"