Beyonce - Family Feud lyrics

[Intro – JAY-Z] My n***a got on My n***a got on all white, no socks My n***a got that c**aina on today That's how he feel Turn my vocal up That's how you feel, Henry? Turn my vocal up some more Turn my vocal up, Guru! Turn the music up too [Verse 1 – JAY-Z] Super Bowl goals My wife in the crib feeding the kids liquid gold We in a whole different mode Kid that used to pitch bricks can't be pigeonholed I cooked up more chicken when the kitchen closed Oh, we gon' reach a billi' first I told my wife the spiritual sh** really work Alhamdulillah, I run through 'em all Hovi's home, all these phonies come to a halt All this old talk left me confused You'd rather be old rich me or new you? And old n***as, y'all stop acting brand new Like, 2Pac ain't have a nose ring too, huh [Verse 2 – JAY-Z & Beyoncé] Nobody wins when the family feuds But my stash can't fit into Steve Harvey's suit I'm clear why I'm here, how about you? Ain't no such thing as an ugly billionaire, I'm cute Mmmmm Pretty much If anybody getting handsome checks, it should be us f** rap, crack c**aine Nah we did that, Black-owned things Hundred percent, Black-owned champagne And we merrily merrily eating off these streams Y'all still drinking Perrier-Jouët, huh But we ain't get through to you yet, uh What's better than one billionaire? Two (two) ‘Specially if they're from the same hue as you Y'all stop me when I stop telling the truth [Interlude – JAY-Z & Beyoncé] Hahahaha I would say I'm the realest n***a rapping, but that ain't even a statement That's like saying I'm the tallest midget Wait, that ain't politically correct Forget it Can I get “Amen” from the congregation? Amen, amen Can I get a “Amen” from the congregation? Amen, amen [Verse 3 – JAY-Z] Yeah, I'll f** up a good thing if you let me Let me alone, Becky A man that don't take care his family can't be rich I'll watch Godfather, I miss that whole sh** My consciousness was Michael's common sense I missed the karma and that came as a consequence n***as busting off through the curtains 'cause she hurting Can't losing the babies 'cause their future's uncertain Nobody wins when the family feuds We all screwed 'cause we never had the tools I'm tryna fix you I'm tryna get these n***as with no stripes to be official Y'all think small, I think Biggie Y'all whole pa** is in danger, ten Mississippi Al Sharpton in the mirror taking selfies How is him or Bill Cosby s'posed to help me? Old n***as never accepted me New n***as is the reason I stopped drinking Dos Equis We all lose when the family fueds What's better than one billionaire? Two I'll be damned if I drink some Belvedere while Puff got CÎROC Y'all need to stop [Outro – Beyoncé] Higher, higher, higher, higher Higher, higher, higher, higher Higher, higher, higher, higher Higher, higher, higher, higher Higher, higher Love me like, love Higher Like…. yeah, yeah, yeah Like…. yeah, yeah, yeah Like…. yeah, yeah, yeah Like…. yeah, yeah, yeah Like…. yeah, yeah, yeah Like…. yeah, yeah, yeah Like…. yeah, yeah, yeah Like…. yeah, yeah, yeah Like…. yeah, yeah, yeah Like…. yeah, yeah, yeah Like…. yeah, yeah, yeah Like…. yeah, yeah, yeah Like…. yeah, yeah, yeah Like…. yeah, yeah, yeah Like…. yeah, yeah, yeah Like…. yeah, yeah, yeah Like…. yeah, yeah, yeah Like…. yeah, yeah, yeah