Beyonce

I don't need a ring

And my girls don't need a thing

'Cause I been through hell and back

Listen to the fire sing

If you drop a fat stack

I'ma make that ass clap

Then I'll spend it on my bitches

Because all my bitches bad

I ain't trying to be no wife or fiancé

I'ma pretty bitch feeling like Beyoncé

If you drop a fat stack

I'ma make that ass clap

Then I'll spend it on my bitches

Because all my bitches bad

I ain't trying to be no wife or fiancé

I'ma pretty bitch feeling like Beyoncé

I don't need a ring

And my girls don't need a thing

'Cause I been through hell and back

Listen to the fire sing

Drop your glasses, shake ya asses

Grab your protein, this one's for the masses

Nick pack, patty wack, give a dog a bone

But I'ma bad bitch that you can never take home

Certified Queen, yeah, I keep it a buck

I can count on one finger, how many to trust

This drip, like sex, my wrist my neck

I get, this cheque, Nike tick, I flex

I don't need a ring

And my girls don't need a thing

'Cause I been through hell and back

Listen to the fire sing

If you drop a fat stack

I'ma make that ass clap

Then I'll spend it on my bitches

Because all my bitches bad

I ain't trying to be no wife or fiancé

I'ma pretty bitch feeling like Beyoncé

If you drop a fat stack

I'ma make that ass clap

Then I'll spend it on my bitches

Because all my bitches bad

I ain't trying to be no wife or fiancé

I'ma pretty bitch feeling like Beyoncé

La—di—da—di—da, shake it like it's mardigra

Move that body like Bugatti

Back it up then make it drop

He wanna hit in the morning, that's a no—no—no—no

Ruff ryde it in the eve', that's a no—no—no—no

No—no—no—no

No—no—no—no

I ain't that bitch homie

No—no—no—no

This drip like sex, my wrist my neck

I get this cheque, Nike tick I flex

If you drop a fat stack

I'ma make that ass clap

Then I'll spend it on my bitches

Because all my bitches bad

I ain't trying to be no wife or fiancé

I'ma pretty bitch feeling like Beyoncé

If you drop a fat stack

I'ma make that ass clap

Then I'll spend it on my bitches

Because all my bitches bad

I ain't trying to be no wife or fiancé

I'ma pretty bitch feeling like Beyoncé