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1. i generally hate this era of music production with a passion .. THE OVER USE OF THE LINN DRUM… is really annoying…!!

2. I think she’s going through an identity crisis with hitting 30 and becoming a mother all while still trying to remain relevant and compete with 20 somethings in the industry.

   What a great body of work for her to play to her daughter. (obvious sarcasm) She needs to become more responsible not reckless with what she puts out there for the world to hear.

3. She will never grow as a person, and no amount of children will make her grow. But that sounds like something Jay Z wrote, it smells of his arrogance all over it.

4. And when I think about her being the poster friend for the white family, I Smh. I really do. She is too much of a coward to write that nonsense but her husband on the other hand, who is a master at justifying his backward behavior and art form is very capable of coming up with these lyrics which by the way look like they were written by chief keef, Azealia Banks, Gigs, Lil Wayne, Nicki Minaj, all combined together. *sigh* The least she can do with all that wealth she has accumulated is hire a private tutor to teach her poetry or story telling and writing.

5. Why are people blaming Jay Z? Did he write Bootylicious? Soldier? or any other ratchet, retard-lyric efforts Beyonce has put out. It as London Diva says. Identity crisis, insecurity. Whatever. Its crap!

6. isn’t that an interlude, anyway?

   I find very disturbing that a grown woman ( a married one and mother of one) will sing about b*tches ( or bishes ?) bowing down lol!
   I can already see the hundreds of videos ( choreography) that “song” will produce on Youtube.

7. sighs

8. There was Beyoncé Knowles, then Beyoncé, then Sasha Fierce, then King B, then Baddie Bey, now Ratchet… #EvolutionAtItsFinest— Adaobi (@DobisMuted) March 18, 2013

   Oh and thank you for crashing both my Firefox & Chrome, even though I was listening to it on Firefox. Hooray for Ratchet!

9. I agree it sounds like an intro to me.