Texas Hold ’em – Beyoncé
Nghệ sĩ: Beyonce
Hợp Âm Chuẩn
This ain't Texas (ooh) Ain't no hold 'em (hey)
So lay your cards down, down, down, down
So park your Lexus (ooh) And throw your keys up (hey)
Stick around, 'round, 'round, 'round, 'round (stick around)
And I'll be damned if I can't slow-dance with you
Come pour some sugar on me, honey too
It's a real-life boogie and a real-life hoedown
Don't be a bitch, come take it to the floor now, woo, ha
There's a tornado (there's a tornado) In my city (in my city)
Hit the basement (hit the basement) That shit ain't pretty (shit ain't pretty)
Rugged whiskey (rugged whiskey) 'Cause we survivin' ('cause we survivin')
Puffin' red-cup kisses, sweet redemption, passin' time, yeah
Ooh, one step to the right
We headed to the dive bar we always thought was nice
Ooh, run me to the left
Then spin me in the middle, boy, I can't read your mind
This ain't Texas (ooh) Ain't no hold 'em (hey)
So lay your cards down, down, down, down
So park your Lexus (ooh) And throw your keys up (hey)
Stick around, 'round, 'round, 'round, 'round (stick around)
And I'll be damned if I can't slow-dance with you
Come pour some sugar on me, honey too
It's a real-life boogie and a real-life hoedown
Don't be a bitch, come take it to the floor now, woo
There's a heatwave (there's a heatwave) Comin' at us (comin' at us)
Too hot to think straight (too hot to think straight)
Too cold to panic (cold to panic) All of
And now we're runnin' to the first bar that we find, yeah
Ooh, one step to the right
We headed to the dive bar we always thought was nice
Ooh, run me to the left
Then spin me in the middle, boy, I can't read your mind
This ain't Texas (ooh) Ain't no hold 'em (hey)
So lay your cards down, down, down, down
So park your Lexus (ooh) And throw your keys up (hey)
Stick around, 'round, 'round, 'round, 'round (stick around)
And I'll be damned if I can't slow-dance with you
Come pour some sugar on me, honey too
It's a real-life boogie and a real-life hoedown
Don't be a bitch, come take it to the floor now, woo
Take it to the floor now, ooh (oops, spurs, boots)
To the floor now, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh (tap back, oops, shoot)
Come take it to the floor now, ooh
And I'll be damned if I cannot dance with you
Baby, pour that sugar and liquor on me too (spurs, spurs, boots)
Sologenic, photogenic, shoot
