Listen up, darlings—Ms. Rizzlerina is here to saddle up and serve you a sparkly scoop hotter than a rhinestone-studded rodeo under a Texas sun. Why? Because Queen Bey has spoken—and her Cowboy Carter Tour setlist has finally been revealed. So grab your fringe, glitter up your boots, and hold onto your ten-gallon hats, because Beyoncé is galloping straight into Americana with a country-glam vengeance, and baby, she’s about to turn the stadium into a steamy saloon of sound.
Now, let me paint the scene for you: The lights go low. The bass kicks in. And out steps Sasha Fierce in full cowgirl couture—think sequins, rhinestone lassos, and enough hat drama to make Dolly Parton raise an eyebrow. From the first strum of “Texas Hold ‘Em” to the final glorious note of “Sweet Honey Buckin’” (yas, that’s a thing now), Bey is rewriting the rules of country-pop, one boot-stomp at a time.
What’s on the setlist, you ask? Oh honey, let me give it to you hot and fresh, like biscuits straight out the oven. Of course, you’ll be yeehaw-ing to the now-iconic “Texas Hold ’Em,” but Beyoncé did NOT come to play sweet tea and sunshine—she brought the full Southern buffet. Think deep cuts from Cowboy Carter, reimaginings of Destiny’s Child classics (yes, rumor has it we’re getting a honky-tonk “Survivor”), and reworked rodeo-ready renditions of fan faves like “Formation” and “Crazy In Love”—but this time, with banjos. Banjos, baby. Beyoncé said, “Let them pick!”
And let us not forget the duet drip—there’s buzzier-than-a-beehive chatter about surprise guest appearances by country royalty. Word on the glitter-covered grapevine? A little Bey-said, Dolly-said situation might just hit the stage. If Dolly Parton and Beyoncé share a mic? Armageddon. In rhinestones. And I’m here for every shimmering second.
But babes—it’s not just a concert. It’s a shimmering, rhinestone-drenched reclamation of genre. Beyoncé is not dipping a toe into country; she’s cannonballing into it in thousand-dollar boots and leaving a lace-trimmed splash big enough to soak Nashville. She’s not asking for a seat at the honky-tonk table—she’s building her own out of diamonds, and honey, it seats queens only.
Beyond the music, this tour is dripping in aesthetic—think cowboy chapel chic meets intergalactic rodeo realness. The visuals? Stunning. The fashion? Haute horse-girl couture. The energy? Serving golden-hour-on-the-range fantasy with an extra shot of diva.
So, are you ready to yeehaw with Queen Bey? Because once she straps on that glittery spurred heel and steps onto your city’s stage, it’s no longer just a summer tour—it’s a renaissance. It’s a reckoning. It’s Beyoncé rewriting the American mythos, spinning it with lasso in hand and a heel firmly planted on the neck of genre constraints.
Let me lasso this thought for y’all: Beyoncé isn’t just country now. She is country, capital C—Cowboy Carter with a capital QUEEN. So giddy-up, glam squad, and prepare to ride the storm of soul, sass, and southern sparkle.
Stay fabulous, and let the gossip roar.
– Ms. Rizzlerina 💋
