SWEET HONEY BUCKIIN'
Beyoncé Shaboozey Lyrics
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Each time I see you there
And I miss all our secrets
So tell me how you've been
Lucchese the boots, check (check)
You can hear when I step (step)
Bought a Chevy and painted it red
It don't matter what nobody says
Country boy 'til the day that I'm dead (yee-hoo)
You want smoke, I'm the Marlboro man
Cut it out 'fore it get outta hand, ayy
This ain't Calabasas
We don't need highways, we can take back roads (take back roads)
Never been ridin', baby?
Step in that stirrup, hop on my saddle (hop on my saddle)
Snake on my feet, they rattle (ooh, they rattle)
And the bag only thing gettin' lasso'd (gettin' what?)
And I'm still goin' up like a ladder (uh)
And I'm still in the field like cattle
The Cadillac back on the road
We takin' Route 44
Just say what you need from the store
Oh, oh, put some grits on the stove
Jiffy cornbread, booty corn-fed
Body rolls at the rodeo, I'm coming home, ooh
Ridin' through just to put my eyes on you
You are the superstar, everybody drivin' old new cars
Turn a bad night to a good time
On a trail ride to the Zydeco, I'm coming home
I'm coming home (I'm coming home, I'm coming home, I'm coming home)
I'm coming home (I'm coming home, I'm coming home, I'm coming home)
We've come a long way from the rough ride
From the railroads to the rodeo, sweet country home
This for my, this for my
She gone
Ride for your cowboy
And throw that sweet honey on it
So come (so come) with me (with me)
To new life (sticky, sticky, sticky, sweet)
You're stuck (you're stuck) to me (to me)
All night (all night, sticky, sticky, sticky, sweet)
Put a flower inside (flower inside)
Stuck in me all night
Stuck in me all night (sticky, sticky, sticky, sweet)
Honey (we're), hey (ridin')
Hey (through the), ooh (night)
Honey (we're), yeah (ridin')
Ay (through the), taste like (night)
Honey (we're), ay (ridin')
Oh (through the), taste like (night)
Honey (we're), ay (ridin')
Ay
Think of my
Buckin' (yeah), buckin' (yeah)
Buckin' (yeah), whoa (yeah)
Buckin' (yeah), buckin' (yeah)
Buckin' like a mechanical bull (yeah)
Buckin' (yeah), buckin' (yeah)
Buckin' (yeah), whoa (yeah)
Buckin' (yeah), buckin' (yeah)
A good night (yeah), flow money is full (yeah)
Look at that horse, look at that horse (yeah)
Look at that horse (look at that horse)
Pretty as hell, au naturale
Dinin' on farce (dinin' on farce)
Buckin' (yeah), buckin'
Whoa
Buckin' (yeah), buckin' (buckin', yeah)
A good night, whoa, yeah
Your patience is thin (uh-huh), your hormones is right at the rim
You was just goin' in, fuck it, do it again
A-O-T-Y, I ain't win
I ain't stuntin' 'bout them
Take that shit on the chin
Come back and fuck up the pen (yeah)
Say the things that I know will offend (yeah)
Wear that shit that I know start a trend
Take the Bugatti out for the spin
Ain't no top, feel the wind on my skin
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Snakes on the den
They hissin', don't listen to them
They bite every once and again (uh-huh)
But it gets stomp down when we
Buckin' (yeah), buckin' (yeah)
Buckin' (yeah), whoa (yeah)
Buckin' (yeah), buckin' (yeah)
Buckin' like a mechanical bull (yeah)
Buckin' (yeah), buckin' (yeah)
Buckin' (yeah), whoa (yeah)
Buckin' (yeah), buckin' (yeah)
A good night (yeah), flow where the money is full (yeah)
Look at that horse, look at that horse
Look at that horse (look at that horse)
Pretty as hell, au naturale
Dinin' on farce
Uh, buckin', whoa
Buckin', buckin' (mhm, uh, yeah)
They yankin' your chain (yankin' your chain)
Promisin' things that they can't (things that they can't)
You the man at the bank? (Bank)
Is you is or you ain't? (Is you is or you ain't?)
Hit the runway, I'm late (the runway, I'm late)
Pop pops got pictures to take (take, take)
It's in my DNA (uh-huh)
Look at my mama, it's a trait
Say the things that I know will offend (woo)
Wear that shit that I know start a trend (woo)
Take the Bugatti out for the spin
Ain't no top, feel the wind on my skin, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ah
Buckin', whoa
Buckin', buckin'
Buckin' like a mechanical bull
The lyrics to "Sweet â Honey â Buckin'" by BeyoncĂ© and Shaboozey explore themes of nostalgia, longing, and embracing one's roots. The opening verses talk about falling to pieces each time the singer sees someone they miss and yearn for the intimacy of shared secrets. The lyrics then transition to a celebration of country life, emphasizing the singer's pride in their heritage and identity as a country boy. The imagery of cowboy boots, red Chevys, and taking back roads evokes a sense of freedom and simplicity.
The chorus shifts to a more romantic and intimate tone, with references to putting grits on the stove, enjoying cornbread, and coming home to a loved one. The imagery of riding through the night, feeling sticky and sweet, and being stuck together alludes to a strong bond and connection between two people. The mention of a trail ride to the Zydeco adds a cultural element and highlights the importance of home and tradition.
The song continues to explore themes of passion and recklessness, with lyrics about embracing vulnerability, taking risks, and defying expectations. The repeated refrain of "buckin' like a mechanical bull" conveys a sense of excitement and wild abandon, suggesting a willingness to take chances and live in the moment. The references to snakes, top-down Bugattis, and feeling the wind on one's skin add to the sense of exhilaration and freedom.
Overall, "Sweet â Honey â Buckin'" is a complex and layered song that combines themes of love, nostalgia, country pride, and daring adventure. The lyrics paint a vivid picture of a passionate and free-spirited individual who is unafraid to embrace their past, take risks, and follow their heart. The song's energetic and dynamic rhythm further enhances its themes of excitement and liberation, creating a powerful and evocative musical experience.
Line by Line Meaning
I fall to pieces
Every time I see you, my emotions are scattered
Each time I see you there
Whenever you are around, my heart is affected
And I miss all our secrets
I long for the intimacy we used to share
So tell me how you've been
Let me know how you are doing
Lucchese the boots, check (check)
My choice in boots is impeccable
You can hear when I step (step)
My presence is known with every step I take
Bought a Chevy and painted it red
I acquired a Chevy and gave it a vibrant color
Money long, it can't fit in the bed
I have significant wealth that cannot be contained
It don't matter what nobody says
The opinions of others hold no significance
Country boy 'til the day that I'm dead (yee-hoo)
I embrace my rural upbringing until my last breath
You want smoke, I'm the Marlboro man
If you seek trouble, I am ready to face it
Cut it out 'fore it get outta hand, ayy
Stop it before the situation escalates
This ain't Calabasas
This is not a glamorous, high-profile location
We don't need highways, we can take back roads (take back roads)
We prefer the scenic route over traditional highways
Never been ridin', baby?
Have you ever experienced riding?
Step in that stirrup, hop on my saddle (hop on my saddle)
Join me on this adventure, get on the horse saddle
Snake on my feet, they rattle (ooh, they rattle)
My boots have snake designs and make a rattling sound
And the bag only thing gettin' lasso'd
The only thing being captured with a lasso is the bag
And I'm still goin' up like a ladder (uh)
I am continuously progressing and climbing upwards
And I'm still in the field like cattle
I remain grounded and connected to my roots
The Cadillac back on the road
The Cadillac is back in action
We takin' Route 44
We are following Route 44
Just say what you need from the store
Tell me the items you require from the store
Oh, oh, put some grits on the stove
Cook some grits on the stove
Jiffy cornbread, booty corn-fed
Enjoy quick cornbread, corn-fed and hearty
Body rolls at the rodeo, I'm coming home, ooh
Dance moves at the rodeo, heading back home
Ridin' through just to put my eyes on you
Riding through to catch a glimpse of you
You are the superstar, everybody drivin' old new cars
You shine like a star among people with old and new vehicles
Turn a bad night to a good time
Transform a negative evening into a positive experience
On a trail ride to the Zydeco, I'm coming home
Heading back home after a beautiful journey
We've come a long way from the rough ride
We have overcome many challenges on this journey
From the railroads to the rodeo, sweet country home
From railway tracks to rodeo events, back to a lovely country home
She gone
She has left
Ride for your cowboy
Support your cowboy companion
And throw that sweet honey on it
Add sweetness and positivity to the situation
So come (so come) with me (with me)
Join me on this adventure
To new life (sticky, sticky, sticky, sweet)
Embracing a new, sticky, and sweet chapter
You're stuck (you're stuck) to me (to me)
You are closely connected to me
All night (all night, sticky, sticky, sticky, sweet)
Throughout the night, in a sticky and sweet manner
Put a flower inside (flower inside)
Place a flower inside as a beautiful addition
Stuck in me all night
Persistent presence throughout the night
Honey (we're), hey (ridin')
We are together, riding
Hey (through the), ooh (night)
Navigating through the night
Think of my
Keep me in your thoughts
Buckin' (yeah), buckin' (yeah)
Active and enthusiastic behavior
Buckin' like a mechanical bull (yeah)
Energetic like a mechanical bull ride
A good night (yeah), flow money is full (yeah)
Enjoying a great evening with abundant finances
Look at that horse, look at that horse
Admire the beauty of the horse
Pretty as hell, au naturale
Naturally beautiful and elegant
Dinin' on farce (dinin' on farce)
Engaging in light-hearted deception
Your patience is thin (uh-huh), your hormones is right at the rim
Your tolerance is low, hormones are at the peak
You was just goin' in, fuck it, do it again
You were about to take action, don't hesitate to try once more
A-O-T-Y, I ain't win
Album of the year, I didn't receive the award
I ain't stuntin' 'bout them
I am not bothered by their actions
Take that shit on the chin
Deal with the situation bravely
They yankin' your chain (yankin' your chain)
They are trying to deceive or manipulate you
Promisin' things that they can't (things that they can't)
Offering things they cannot deliver
You the man at the bank? (Bank)
Are you the influential figure at the bank?
Is you is or you ain't? (Is you is or you ain't?)
Are you definite about your position?
Hit the runway, I'm late (the runway, I'm late)
Arrive on the fashion runway, fashionably late
Pop pops got pictures to take (take, take)
The photographers are eager to capture images
It's in my DNA (uh-huh)
It's a fundamental part of my being
Look at my mama, it's a trait
This quality is inherited from my mother
Buckin' like a mechanical bull
Energetic and lively movement resembling a mechanical bull ride
Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Beyonce Knowles, Pharrell Williams, Shawn Carter, Terius Youngdell Nash, Collins Chibueze, Hank Cochran, Harlan Howard
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@darkastrox
Hear me out, Buckiin' as its own song would eatttt
@mammajamma4397
Yessssssssssssssss
@maxipadded
đđđđFRRRRR
@3864267
All three parts can stand in their own
@AndreBenjaminswife
ONGGG
@kingshyrujustice888
This shit crazy, how tf she have a R&B Country fusion FUZED with NY Drill!? Bro this is music đ„đ„đ„
@StephanieFaiyaz
Thatâs like Jersey music .
@bella6592
This is so PURE/HONEY of COWBOY CARTER.
@bperez8656
Yessss
@chechebabe
Ahhh yes very Pure/Honey indeed!!!