7/11 Lyrics

7/11 - Beyoncé

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God damn, God damn, God damn

Smack it, smack it in the air

I know you care

Smack it, smack it

Smack it, smack it in the air

Smack it, smack it in the air

Wave your hands side to side, put it in the air

(Wave your hands side to side, put it in the air)

Clap, clap, clap like you don't care

Smack that, clap, clap, clap, like you don't care

(I know you care)

Clap it, clap it, clap it, clap it

Foot up, my foot up, hold up, now, my foot up

I'm spinnin' my foot up, foot up yeah my foot up

I'm spinnin' my foot up, put my foot down yeah my hands up (drank)

Hold that cup like alcohol, hold that cup like alcohol

Hold that cup like alcohol, don't you drop that alcohol

Never drop that alcohol, never drop that alcohol

I know I'm thinkin' 'bout alcohol

I know a nigga 'bout that alcohol

Man this feel like rollin' dice, damn this feel like rollin' dice

Seven eleven, seven eleven, seven twice, man seven twice

Man it feel like rollin' dice, man this feel like rollin' dice

Man it feel like rollin' dice, seven twice, seven twice

Man I'm tryna kick it with ya, damn I wanna kick it with ya

Man I wanna kick it with ya, I'll spin around and I'll kick it with ya

Shoulders sideways, smack it, smack it in the air

Legs movin' side to side, smack it in the air

Legs movin' side to side, smack it in the air

Shoulders movin' side to side, smack it, smack it in the air

Smack it in the air, smack it, smack it in the air

Smack it in the air, smack it

I know you care

Wave your hands side to side

Wave your hands side to side

Wave your hand to side to side

Wave your hands side to side

Ooh wee Bey be freaky deaky, think me see she pink bikini

Rock that groovy dye dashiki, Nefertiti, edges kinky

Sweatin' out my blow out, sweatin' out my press

This trick about to go off, mad cause I'm so fresh

Fresher than you, fresher than you

Fresher than you, oh, haha