Beyoncé and Post Malone - LEVII'S JEANS

You call me pretty little thing
And I love to turn him on
Boy, I'll let you be my Levi's jeans
So you can hug that ass all day long
Call me your sexy little thing
Snap a picture, bring it on
Know you wish you were my Levi's jeans
Way it's poppin' out your phone
Love you down to the bone

Baby, you play too much (you play too much)
Sendin' me super shots (shots)
I'm lookin' super hot (too hot)
I got the perfect pose (she snappin')
I'm a fuckin' animal (she sexy)
I'm a fuckin' centerfold (she rep it)
Saddle up, I love to go (saddle up, saddle up, I love to go)
Too good, no primadonna
Possess too much persona
He said, "Where you get that from?" (From)
You need to meet my mama
She'd be at church all day (all day)
Come be my Nick at Nite (night, night, night, night)
So we can run it back (back, back, back, back, back)
And be nostalgia-like, and (like, like, like, like, like)
Every time I see you, I just wanna grab you (you, you)
And I let you touch it and you can't let it loose (oh, oh)
Mocha chocolata, caramel, oh, I act a fool
Every hour on the hour, it's waitin' for you

Call me pretty little thing
And I love to turn 'em on
Boy, I'll let you be my Levi's jeans
So you can hug that ass all day long (that ass all day long)
Call me your sexy little thing
Snap a picture, bring it on
Ooh, girl, I wish I was your Levi's jeans
The way you poppin' out my phone
I love you down to the bone

Baby, you know I'm on my bullshit (bullshit)
I'll let you ride it
Rodeo in your room
That shoot breaks lose with perfect timin' (perfect timin')
Love it when you tease me in them jeans
Girl, you don't need designer
And when that thing on hydroplane, baby girl, you the pilot
And I ramble on, I could go on
But I'm goin' on silent (I'm goin' on silent)
So hop out the phone and bring that shit on
'Cause I'm goin' nosedive (I'm goin' nosedive)
And every time you know just what to do (mm)
No one ever got me goin' quite like you

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
And on my sister, on Celestine
God light shinin' through the in-between
Thigh gap saddle his leather seats

Come on, you pretty little thing
Girl, I wanna take you home
You know I'd like to be your Levi's jeans (I'll be your Levi's jeans)
So I can hug that ass all day long (oh, baby, hold me all day long)
Call me your sexy little thing (I'll be your sexy little thing)
Snap a picture, bring it on (snap a picture, bring it on)
Oh, girl, I wish I was your Levi's jeans
The way you poppin' out my phone
I love you down to the bone

Ooh, I love you, baby, yeah, you drive me crazy
Need you all night long, you're my Renaissance
Baby, lovin' you, that's all I see
In this crazy world, you're the best of things

Written by:
Beyonce Knowles, Austin Richard Post, Nile Gregory Rodgers, Shawn Carter, Terius Youngdell Nash

Publisher:
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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