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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Beyoncé
Vocals
Raphael Saadiq
Bass
Elizabeth Lowell Boland
Piano
Nate Ferraro
Guitar
Megan Bülow
Background Vocals
Khirye Tyler
Piano
Rhiannon Giddens
Banjo
Killah B
Drums
Lemar Carter
Drums
Hit-Boy
Synthesizer
Jack Siegel
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Beyoncé
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Beyoncé
Vocal Producer
Raphael Saadiq
Producer
Nate Ferraro
Producer
Khirye Tyler
Producer
Killah B
Producer
Hit-Boy
Producer
Terius "The-Dream" Gesteelde-Diamant
Producer
Stuart White
Mixing Engineer
Mariel Gomerez
Producer
John Cranfield
Recording Engineer
Alex Nibley
Recording Engineer
Hotae Alexander Jang
Recording Engineer
Matheus Braz
Assistant Engineer
Andrea Roberts
Engineer
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Beyoncé Giselle Knowles
Executive Producer
Lyrics
[Chorus]
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, ha (Woo)
[Verse 1]
There's a tornado (There's a tornado)
In my city (In my city)
Hit the basement (Hit the basement)
That **** ain't pretty (That shit ain't pretty)
Rugged whiskey (Rugged whiskey)
'Cause we survivin' ('Cause we survivin')
Off red-cup kisses, sweet redemption, passin' time, yeah
[PreChorus]
Ooh, one step to the right
We headin' to the dive bar we always thought was nice
Ooh, you run to the left
Just work me in the middle, boy, I can't read your mind
[Chorus]
This ain't Texas (Woo)
Ain't no hold 'em (Hey)
So lay your cards down, down, down, down, oh no
So park your Lexus (Hey, woo)
And throw your keys up (Hey)
Stick around, 'round, 'round, 'round, 'round (Stick around)
And I'll be damned if I cannot dance with you
Come pour some liquor on me, honey, too
It's a real-life boogie and a real-life hoedown
Don't be a, come take it to the floor now, ooh
Take it to the floor now, ooh
Now I'ma need all my cowboys to the dancefloor (Hoops, spurs, boots)
To the floor now, ooh (Tuck, back, oops)
Get to the dancefloor
[Verse 2]
Woke up this mornin', my heart keeps racin' (Woo)
Straight to the bottom, we all need salvation (Come take it to the floor now, ooh)
Need you to end this drought, take me downtown
Gon' leave the truck, whiskey, baby
Let's get weekend (Weekend) wasted
Might as well just throw it all (Woo-woo)
And pony up (Hey), don't hold back on me
It's a rodeo, we gon' do-si-do (Hey)
Rope me in and then you take me home (Huh)
Give me all of your love, all of your sins, all of your flaws, pony up
Hats off to you, but it's boots on the ground
Sippin' on a Tennessee, spinnin' me 'round
I just see you with whiskey
I'm drinkin' straight, baby, all day
It's a hell of a life
Baby, I just might
Throw a party for the whole damn town
Chasin' my sins away with brown, brown
I'ma need another round, round, round, round
One for me, one for my lover, lover
Pony up and salute your town
Chasin' our sins away with brown
[Outro]
And I'll be damned if I cannot dance with you
Baby, pour that sugar and liquor on me too
Furs, spurs, boots (There's a whole lotta South comin' out, I'm gettin' rowdy on you)
Solargenic, photogenic, shoot (Whole lotta truth comin' out)
Written by: Atia Boggs, Beyoncé, Brian Bates, Killah B, Lowell, Nate Ferraro, Raphael Saadiq, bülow