Beyonce Bowl (2024)

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Beyonce Bowl (2024)

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[suspenseful music playing]

[announcer] Netflix welcomes you

to Beyonc Bowl.

["16 Carriages" playing]

At fifteen

The innocence was gone astray

Had to leave my home at an early age

I saw Mama prayin'

I saw Daddy grind

All my tender problems

Had to leave behind

It's been umpteen summers

And I'm not in my bed

On the back of the bus

In a bunk with the band

Goin so hard

Gotta choose myself

Underpaid and overwhelmed

I might cook, clean

But still won't fold

Still workin' all my life, you know

Only God knows

Only God knows, only God knows

Sixteen carriages drivin' away

While I watch them ride

With my fears away

To the summer sunset on a holy night

On a long black road

All these tears I fight

Sixteen carriages drivin away

While I watch them ride

With my fears away

To the summer sunset

On a holy night

On a long black road

All these tears I fight

["Blackbiird" playing]

Blackbird singing

In the dead of night

Take these sunken eyes

And learn to see

All your life

You were only waiting

For this moment to be free

- Blackbird fly

- Fly

Into the light of a dark black night

Blackbird singing in the dead of night

Take these broken wings

And learn to fly

Learn to fly, learn to fly

All your life

You were only waiting

For this moment to arise

You were only waiting

For this moment to arise

Arise

[all vocalizing]

["Ya Ya" playing]

Ha!

One, two, Tre, four

She comin'

We gon' make it do what it do, ya-ya

- Hello, girls

- Hello, Beyonc

- Hello, fellas

- You're pretty swell

- Those petty ones can't touch me

- Why?

'Cause I'm a clever girl

We clappin'

We drummin'

My family live

And died in America, huh

- Good ol' USA, huh

- Good ol' USA

Whole lotta red

In that white and blue, ya-ya

History can't be erased, ooh

- You lookin' for a new America?

- America

Are you tired, workin' time and a half

For half the pay?

- Half the pay

- Uh, ya-ya

I just pray that we don't crash

Keep my Bible on the dash

We gotta keep the faith

Wildfire burnt his house down

Insurance ain't gon' pay no Fannie Mae

Uh, ya-ya

So hold this holster

Pour mo' liquor, please

Hardworkin' man

Ain't got no money in the bank

Huh, ya-ya

- Turn up the vinyl and the radio

- Radio

- He can't watch the news nowadays

- Nowadays

I just pray that he don't crash

Keep his p*stol on the dash

He gotta keep the faith

- I'm picking up good vibrations

- Whoa

- He's giving me sweet sensations

- Texas, we gotta keep the faith

B-E-Y-I-N-C-E, ya

["My House" playing]

Who they came to see? Me

Who rep like me?

Don't make me get up out my seat

Uh oh

Uh oh

Who let my g*ons out that house?

Uh, huh, who?

Who out there

Talkin' outta their mouth?

Uh, uh, who?

Who they came to see? Me

Who reppin' like me?

Don't make me get up out of my seat

Don't make me come up off of this beat

Uh, oh

["Riiverdance" and "Spaghetti"

mash-up playing]

- Bounce on the hit, dance

- Dance

- Bounce on the hit, dance

- Dance

- I ain't in no g*ng but I got sh**t

- And I bang, bang

Staring down the barrel of his g*n

Yes, he shot me down

I died

And someone brought me back to life

But never to my senses

- Bounce on the hit, dance

- Dance

- Bounce on the hit, dance

- Dance

Bounce on the hit, no hands

Staring down the barrel of my g*n

Yes, I shot you down

He cried the day he realized

That lies were hidden in my kisses

- Bounce on the hit, dance

- Dance

I ain't no regular singer

Now come get everythin' you came for

- ["Sweet Honey Buckin'" playing]

- Lucchese the boots, check

You can hear when I step, step

Bought a Chevy and painted it red

Money long, it can't fit in the bed

It don't matter what nobody says

Country boy 'til the day that I'm dead

You want smoke?

I'm the Marlboro man

Cut it out 'fore it get outta hand

Mm, this ain't Calabasas

We don't need highways

We can take backroads

Never been ridin', baby?

Step in that stirrup

Hop on my saddle

Ooh, snake on my feet, they rattle

And the bag only thing gettin' lassoed

And I'm still goin' up like a ladder

- And I'm still in the field

- She gone

Buckin', buckin', buckin'

Woah, buckin', buckin', buckin'

Like a mechanical bull

Buckin', buckin', buckin'

- Yeah

- Woah

Buckin', buckin'

A good night flow, money is full

Look at that horse, look at that horse

Look at that horse

Oh!

["Levii's Jeans" playing]

[backing singers vocalizing]

They call me pretty little thing

And I love to turn him on

Boy, I'll let you be my Levi's jeans

Way it's poppin' out your phone

Love you down to the bone

Baby, you know I'm on my bull

I'll let you ride it

Rodeo in your room

That sh**t breaks loose

With perfect timin'

Love it when you tease me

In them jeans

Baby, you don't need designer

When that thing on hydroplane

Baby girl, you the pilot

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

On my sister, on Celestine

God light shinin' through

The in-between

Thigh gap saddle, his leather seats

Come on, you pretty little thing

Boy, I wanna take you home

Girl, I'd like to be your Levi's jeans

The way you poppin' out my phone

- I love you down to the bone

- Yes ma'am

["Jolene" playing]

Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene

I'm warnin' you, don't come for my man

Jolene

Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene

Don't take the chance

Because you think you can

Your beauty is beyond compare

Takes more than beauty

And seductive stares

To come between a family

And a happy man

Jolene, I'm a woman too

The games you play are nothing new

Your peace depends on

How you move, Jolene

Jolene, I know I'm a queen, Jolene

I'm still a Creole banjee chick

From Louisiane

[marching band music playing]

[Dolly Parton] Cowboy Carter

Time to strike a match

And light up this juke joint

["Texas Hold 'Em" playing]

Everybody put your hands together.

I'm so honored to be in Texas right now.

Let's take it to the floor now.

Do-si-do

It's only right

that we do "Texas Hold 'Em"

for the first time in Houston, Texas,

on Christmas.

Y'all help me sing.

- This ain't Texas

- Whoo

- Ain't no hold 'em

- Hey

So lay your cards down

Down, down, down

- So park your Lexus

- Whoo

- And throw your keys up

- Hey

And 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

Whoo, ha

- There's a tornado

- There's a tornado

- In my city

- In my city

- Hit the basement

- Hit the basement

- That sure ain't pretty

- Ain't pretty

- Rugged whiskey

- Rugged whiskey

- 'Cause we survivin'

- 'Cause we survivin'

Off red-cup kisses, sweet redemption

Passin' time, yeah

Ooh ooh ooh

One step to the right

We heading to the dive bar

We always thought was nice

Ooh ooh ooh

Run me to the left

Then spin me in the middle

Blue, I can't read your mind

- This ain't Texas

- Whoo

- Ain't no hold 'em

- Hey

So lay your cards down

Down, down, down, ooh whoa

- So park your Lexus

- Whoo

- And throw your keys up

- Hey

And stick around

'Round, 'round 'round 'round

Stick around

And I'll be damned

If I can not 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

- Whoo

Woo-hoo

- There's a heat wave

- There's a heat wave

- Comin at us

- Comin' at us

- Too hot to think straight

- Too hot to think straight

- Too cold to panic

- Cold to panic

All of the problems just feel dramatic

Just feel dramatic

Now we're runnin'

To the first bar that we find, yeah

Ooh ooh ooh ooh

You run to the left

It's a real-life boogie

And a real-life hoedown

- Don't be a--

- Hey!

Come take it to the floor now

Ooh

Now I'ma need all my cowboys

to the dance floor.

You heard me, Texas,

get to the dance floor.

- Release your wiggle

- Pony up

Pony up

Chasin' my sins away with brown

Brown, brown, brown, brown, brown

I'ma need another round

Round, round, round

One for me, one for my lover

This ain't Texas

Ain't no hold 'em

So lay your cards down

Down, down, down, ooh whoa

Park your Lexus

Throw your keys up

Stick around

'Round, 'round, 'round, 'round

'Round, 'round, 'round, 'round!

Merry Christmas, God bless y'all,

thank you so much.

[crowd cheering]

[Beyonc speaks indistinctly]
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