Beyoncé Bowl (NFL Halftime Show Performance)

Part I: 16 CARRIAGES [Verse: Beyoncé] At fifteen, the innocence was gone astray Had to leave my home at an early age I saw Mama prayin', I saw Daddy grind All my tender problems, had to leave behind [Pre-Chorus: Beyoncé] It's been umpteen summers, and I'm not in my bed On the back of the bus, in a bunk with the band Goin' so hard, gotta choose myself Underpaid and overwhelmed I might cook, clean, but still won't fold Still workin' all my life, you know Only God knows, only God knows Only God knows [Chorus: Beyoncé] Sixteen carriages drivin' away While I watched them ride with my fears away 'Til the summer sunset on a holy night On a long back road, all the tears I fight Sixteen carriages drivin' away While I watched them ride with my fears away 'Til the summer sunset on a holy night On a long back road, all these tears I fight Part II: BLACKBIIRD [Verse 1: Beyoncé] Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these sunken eyes and learn to see All your life You were only waitin' for this moment to be free [Chorus: Beyoncé] Blackbird fly (Fly) Blackbird fly (Fly) Into the light of a dark, black night [Verse 2: Brittney Spencer, Tiera Kennedy, Reyna Roberts, & Tanner Adell, (All)] Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these broken wings and learn to fly (Learn to fly, learn to fly) All your life You were only waiting for this moment to arise You were only waiting for this moment to arise [Outro: Beyoncé & All] You were only waiting for this moment to arise Arise Part III: YA YA (Elements of These Boots Are Made For Walkin' & Freedom) [Intro: Beyoncé] 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 clappin', we drummin' [Verse: Beyoncé] My family live and died in America, huh Good ol' USA (Good ol' USA), huh Whole lotta red in that white and blue, ya-ya History can't be erased, hah (Ooh-ooh) You lookin' for a new America? (America) Aren't you tired, workin' time and a half for half the pay? (Half the pay) Ah, ya-ya (Ooh-woo-hoo) I just pray that we don't crash, keep my Bible on the dash We gotta keep the faith Wildfire burnt his house down Insurance ain't gon' pay no Fannie Mae, huh, ah, ya-ya So hold this holster, pour mo' liquor, please Hard workin' man ain't got no money in the bank Huh, ah, 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: Beyoncé] I'm pickin' up good vibrations (Ooh, ooh) He's givin' me sweet sensations [Outro: Beyoncé] Texas, we gotta keep the faith B-E-Y-I-N-C-E, ya! Vote! Vote! Vote! Part IV: MY HOUSE [Intro: Terius "The Dream" Nash] Who they came to see? Me Who rep like me? Don't make me get up out my seat [Refrain: Terius "The Dream" Nash] Uh, oh Uh, oh [Chorus: Terius "The Dream" Nash] Who let my goons out that house? Uh, huh, who? Who out there talkin' all that mouth? Uh, uh, who? [Outro: Beyoncé & Terius "The Dream" Nash, & Both] Who they came to see? Me Who reppin' like me? Don't make me get up out of my seat Don't make me come up off of this beat, huh Oh Uh— Part V: RIIVERDANCE / SPAGHETTII [Intro: Swizz Beats] Ah Right Right [Refrain: Beyoncé, Bey's Cowboys, & Both] Bounce on the hit, dance (Dance) Bounce on the hit, dance (Dance) I ain't in no gang, but I got shooters and I bang-bang [Verse 1: Beyoncé] Staring down the barrel of his gun Yes, he shot me down I died and someone brought me back to life But never to my senses [Refrain: Beyoncé] Bounce on the hit, dance (Dance) Bounce on the hit, dance (Dance) Bounce on the hit, dance (Dance) Bounce on the hit, no hands [Verse 2: Beyoncé] Staring down the barrel of my gun Yes, I shot you down He cried the day he realized That lies were hidden in my kisses [Refrain: Beyoncé] Bounce on the hit, dance (Dance) Bounce on the hit, dance (Dance) [Outro: Beyoncé] I ain't no regular singer Now, come get everything you came for Part VI: SWEET ★ HONEY ★ BUCKIIN' [Verse 1: Shaboozey & Beyoncé] Lucchese the boots, check You can hear when I step (Step), step Bought a Chevy and painted it red Money long, it can't fit in the bed It don't matter what nobody says (Nobody says) Country boy 'til the day that I'm dead (Yee-hoo) You want smoke? I'm the Marlboro man (Marlboro) Cut it out 'fore it get outta hand, mmm This ain't Calabasas, we don't need highways We can take backroads (Take backroads) Never been ridin', baby? Step in that stirrup Hop on my saddle (Hop on my saddle), ooh Snake on my feet, they rattle (Ooh) And the bag, only thing gettin' lasso'd, yeah (Gettin' what?) And I'm still goin' up like a ladder (Uh) And I'm still in the field She gon' [Chorus: Beyoncé & Cowboys & Pharrell Williams] Buckin' (Yeah), buckin' (Yeah) Buckin' (Yeah), woah (Yeah) Buckin' (Yeah), buckin' (Yeah) Buckin' like a mechanical bull Buckin' (Yeah), buckin' (Yeah) Buckin' (Yeah), woah (Yeah) Buckin' (Yeah), buckin' (Yeah) A good night, flow money is full, ooh-ooh Look at that horse, look at that horse Look at that horse (Look at that horse) Part VII: LEVII JEANS (Elements of MY HOUSE) [Intro: Terius "The Dream" Nash] Oh Uh, uh, huh Uh [Chorus: Beyoncé] They call me, "Pretty little thing" And I love to turn him on Boy, I'll let you be my Levi's jeans Way it's poppin' out your phone Love you down to the bone [Verse: Post Malone & Beyoncé] Baby, you know I'm on my bull—, I'll let you ride it (Ride it) Rodeo in your room, that shoot breaks loose with perfect timin' (Perfect timin') Love it when you tease me in them jeans, girl, you don't need designer (No) And when that thing on hydroplane, baby girl, you the pilot Baby, let me rattle that snake with my venom Denim on denim on denim on denim Give you high fashion in a simple white tee Give you these blues, it's in my genes On my sister, on Celestine Got light shinin' through the in-between Thigh gap saddle his leather seats [Outro: Beyoncé & Post Malone & Post Malone] Come on you pretty little thing Oh, I wanna take you home Girl, I’d like to be your Levi's jeans The way you poppin' out my phone I love you down to the bone Yes, Ma'am Part VIII: JOLENE [Chorus: Beyoncé] Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene I'm warnin' you, don't come for my man (Jolene) Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene Don't take the chance because you think you can [Verse: Beyoncé] You're beauty is beyond compare Takes more than beauty and seductive stares To come between a family and a happy man Jolene, I'm a woman too The games you play are nothing new Your peace depends on how you moven Jolene, I know I'm a queen, Jolene I'm still a Creole banjee chick from Louisiane (Don't try me) Part IX: TEXAS HOLD 'EM: PONY UP REMIX (Elements of TYRANT) [Intro: Dolly Parton & Beyoncé] Cowboy Carter Time to strike a match, and light up this juke joint Everybody, put your hands together I'm so honered to be in Texas, right now Let's take it to the floor now (Ooh) Dosido It's only right that we do "TEXAS HOLD 'EM" For the first time in Houston, Texas, on Christmas Y'all, help me sing [Chorus: Beyoncé] This ain't Texas (Woo), ain't no Hold 'Em (Hey) So lay your cards down, down, down, down So park your Lexus (Woo), 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— (Hey), come take it to the floor now, woo, hah (Woo) [Verse 1: Beyoncé] There's a tornado (There's a tornado) In my city (In my city) Hit the basement (Hit the basement), that sho'll ain't pretty (Ain't pretty) Rugged whiskey (Rugged whiskey), 'Cause we survivin' ('Cause we survivin') Off red-cup kisses, sweet redemption, passin' time, yeah [Pre-Chorus: Beyoncé] 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, Blue, I can't read your mind [Chorus: Beyoncé] This ain't Texas (Woo), ain't no Hold 'Em (Hey) So lay your cards down, down, down, down So park your Lexus (Woo), and throw your keys up (Hey) And stick around, 'round, 'round, 'round, 'round (Stick around) And I'll be damned if I can not 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— (Hey), come take it to the floor now, woo [Post-Chorus: Beyoncé] Woo, woo [Verse 2: Beyoncé] 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 the problems just feel dramatic (Just feel dramatic) And now we're runnin' to the first bar that we find, yeah [Pre-Chorus: Beyoncé] Ooh, if you run to the left [Chorus: Beyoncé] It's a real-life boogie and a real-life hoedown Don't be a— (Hey), come take it to the floor now, ooh [Live Interlude: Beyoncé] Now I'ma need all my cowboys to the dance floor (Take it to the floor now, ooh) You heard me, Texas, get to the dance floor (Release your wiggle) [Live Dance Break: Beyoncé] Pony up Pony up Chasin' my sins away with brown, brown I'ma need another round, round, round, round One for me, one for my lover [Outro: Beyoncé] This ain't Texas, ain't no Hold 'Em So lay your cards down, down, down, down, oh Park your Lexus, throw your keys up Stick around, 'round, 'round, 'round, 'round 'Round, 'round, 'round, 'round, 'round