Driver roll up the partition please
Driver roll up the partition please
I don't need you seeing 'Yonce on her knees
Took forty-five minutes to get all dressed up
We ain't even gonna make it to this club
Now my mascara running, red lipstick smudgedOh he so horny, yeah he want to fuck
He bucked all my buttons, he ripped my blouse
He Monica Lewinski'd all on my gown
Oh there daddy, daddy didn't bring the towel
Oh baby, baby we slow it down
Took forty-five minutes to get all dressed up
We ain't even gonna make it to this clubTake all of me
I just wanna be the girl you like, girl you like
The kind of girl you like, girl you like
Take all of me
I just wanna be the girl you like, girl you like
The kinda girl you like
Is right here with me
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Partition
FanfictionA sexual night in Paris meant so much more for Beyoncé than the man who was receiving her love. If anyone finds out what they are doing it could be catastrophic. The only thing that is keeping their secret rendezvous a secret is the partition that's...