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Mark Ronson - Uptown Funk Formation Super Bowl 50 Halftime Show Lyrics

Uptown Funk / Formation (Super Bowl 50 Halftime Show) LyricsPart I: Uptown Funk:

[Verse 1: Bruno Mars]
This hit, that ice cold
Michelle Pfeiffer, that white gold
This one, for them hood girls
Them good girls, straight masterpieces
Stylin', wylin’
Livin’ it up in the city
Got Chucks on with Saint Laurent
Gotta kiss myself, I’m so pretty

[Pre-Chorus: Bruno Mars]
I’m too hot (Hot damn)
Hey!
Call the police and the fireman
I’m too hot (Hot damn)
Make a dragon wanna retire, man
I’m too hot (Hot damn)
Say my name, you know who I am
I’m too hot (Hot damn)
And my band 'bout that money
Break it down

[Chorus: Bruno Mars]
Girls hit your hallelujah (Woo!)
Girls hit your hallelujah (Woo!)
Girls hit your hallelujah (Woo!)
‘Cause Uptown funk gon’ give it to you (Woo!)
Cause Uptown funk gon’ give it to you
Cause Uptown funk gon’ give it to you
Saturday night and we in the spot
Don’t believe me, just watch (Come on)
Woah-woah
Woah-woah (Ah)
Woah-woah
Don’t believe me, just watch
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Woah-woah (Ah)
Woah-woah
Woah-woah
Don’t believe me, just watch
Don’t believe me, just watch
Don’t believe me, just watch
Don’t believe me, just watch
Hey, hey, hey, oh!

[Transition: Bruno Mars]
Stop
Wait a minute
Wait a minute
Wait a minute
Wait a minute

Part II: Formation::

[Intro: Beyoncé]
Okay, ladies, now let's get in formation
Okay, ladies, now let's get in formation
Prove to me you got some co-or-di-nation (I slay)
I just might be a black Bill Gates in the making

[Verse 1: Beyoncé]
My daddy Alabama, Momma Louisiana
You mix that negro with that Creole make a Texas bama
I like my baby heir with baby hair and afros
I like my negro nose with Jackson Five nostrils
Earned all this money, but they never take the country out me
I got a hot sauce in my bag, swag

[Chorus: Beyoncé]
I see it, I want it, I stunt, yellow-bone it
I dream it, I work hard, I grind 'til I own it
I twirl on my haters, albino alligators
El Camino with the seat low, sippin' Cuervo with no chaser
Sometimes I go off (I go off), I go hard (I go hard)
Take what's mine (Take what's mine), I'm a star (I'm a star)
Cause I slay (Don’t believe)
I slay (Don’t believe me)
I slay (Don’t believe me)
I slay (Don’t believe me, just watch)
I slay (Don’t believe me)
I slay (Don’t believe me)
I slay (Don’t believe me, just watch)
We gon' slay (Don’t believe me)
I' slay (Don’t believe me)
I slay (Okay)
I slay (Okay)
I slay (okay), okay, okay, okay, okay
Okay, ladies, now let's get in formation

Part III: Uptown Funk / Formation / Crazy In Love

[Transition: Bruno Mars & Beyoncé]
Fellas! (What?)
Let get this studium shaking
Girls! Now, let's get in formation
Say my name, you know who I am
Say my name, you know who I am
I’m too hot (hot damn)
Jump on it
If you sexy then flaunt it
If you freaky then own it
Don’t brag about it, come show me
Come on, dance
Jump on it
If you sexy, then flaunt it
Well it’s Saturday night and we in the spot

[Outro: Bruno Mars & Beyoncé]
Don’t believe me, just watch (come on)
Don’t believe me, just watch
Don’t believe me, just watch
Don’t believe me, just watch
Uptown Funk you up, Uptown Funk you up (say whaa?!)
Uptown Funk you up, Uptown Funk you up
Uptown Funk you up, Uptown Funk you up (say whaa?!)
Uptown Funk you up, Uptown Funk you up