Partition Remix

[Intro: Busta Rhymes] Let me give you the 2014 talk My girl like Beyoncé, me too This what me and her be doing in the back of the Maybach when we're listening to Beyoncé Listen [Verse 1: Busta Rhymes] Driver, roll up the partition, please Blind your rearview mirrors with the end of my sleeves The shit that's on my wrist, you probably wouldn't believe Every symbol of success levels you couldn't achieve Driver, roll up the partition, please I'm alarmed at how she's looking, and she's starting to breathe Move my arm and grab my john and now she's starting to squeeze She dropped it with me, fulfilling my need She swallowed my seeds, she's ready to go Partition is up, the curtains is closed Mommy nice with it like she play for the pros She gag from her throat, while she breathe through her nose She starting to choke, she curling her toes Look how she trying to take it all down, come out your clothes I waited for a second and I thought for a minute Ain't no loving good enough to give her while I'm up in it [Hook: Beyoncé] Driver, roll up the partition, please Driver, roll up the partition, please [Verse 2: Azealia Banks] Stress never, the sex better, the sex wetter Check cheddarer, etcetera etceta Bet bet you could get severed and left deaded Slept slept and I crypt crept in the s-seven These niggas be puffing, they piff in the public They digging, they lusting, the feminine strutting she hitting that button I dip in the function I’m prissy, I’m pumping The tit & the rump And I’m flipping 'em, dumping 'em Tricking em trumping em But if these niggas wanna spend they cheese Tell em hit up little miss AZ Very heavy-headed, dick take heed I'm-a flip out if a bitch play me! {The rest of the song is the entirety of (the second part of) "Partition."}