Текст песни Beyoncé — Who Knows

He wanna feel my summer rain.
The thunder roar, yeah, he wanna bang.
All of these bitches, but he want the coldest yet.
Pshh you, primadonnas, got nothing on me.
Classy, seductive, a devil in Prada, yeah.
Turn on your cameras, there's something to see.

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I guess I got a reputation now.
Call me Cruella, Medusa, that sick and I'm used to.
Ah-ah-ah, I'm sure you heard the story
And I'm the one to blame.
A thousand hearts are broken,
But love is a game, so fuck what you sayin'.

(Chorus)
Who knows, I must be a sin, I'm a 12 to a 10.
You can't fuck with me, no no!
Who knows, this shit be everything.
Don't give a fuck, but I'm celibate.
I'm on my selfish shit, you can't mess with this
Cause I'm a bad bitch, bad bitch,
Bad bitch, bad bitch...
Killin' these hoes... Fatality, fatality.
Killin' these niggas... Fatality, fatality.
Killin' these hoes, killin' these niggas.
Killin' these hoes, killin' these niggas.

(Bridge)
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I got feelings but no heart, won't see ya later. (2X)

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