Drunk in Love
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Drunk in Love

Lyricist: Beyoncé Knowles    Composer: Beyoncé Knowles
Drunk In Love
feat:Jay-Z

I've been drinking, I've been drinking
I get filthy when that liquor get into me
I've been thinking, I've been thinking
Why can't I keep my fingers off it, baby? I want you, na na
Why can't I keep my fingers off it, baby? I want you, na na
Cigars on ice, cigars on ice
Feeling like an animal with these cameras all in my grill
Flashing lights, flashing lights
You got me faded, faded, faded, baby, I want you, na na
Can't keep your eyes off my fatty, daddy, I want you, na na
Drunk in love, I want you

We woke up in the kitchen saying
"How the hell did this shit happen?" Oh baby, drunk in love
We be all night, last thing I remember is our
Beautiful bodies grinding up in that club, drunk in love

We be all night, love, love
We be all night, love, love

We be all night, and everything all right
No complaints from my body,
so fluorescent under these lights
Boy, I'm drinking, park it in my lot, 7-11
I'm rubbing on it, rub-rubbing,
if you scared, call that reverend
Boy, I'm drinking, get my brain right,
Armand de Brignac, gangster wife
Louis sheets, he sweat it out like washrags, he wear it up
Boy, I'm drinking, I'm singing on the mic to my boy's toys
Then I fill the tub up halfway then ride it with my surfboard
Surfboard, surfboard
Graining on that wood, graining, graining on that wood
I'm swerving on that, swerving, swerving on that
Big body Benz serving all this, swerve, surfing all in this
good, good

We woke up in the kitchen saying
"How the hell did this shit happen?" Oh baby, drunk in love
We be all night, last thing I remember is our
Beautiful bodies grinding up in that club, drunk in love

We be all night, love, love
We be all night, love, love

Hold up, that D'USSÉ is the shit if I do say so myself
If I do say so myself, if I do say so myself
Hold up, stumble all in the house, time to back up all that
mouth
That you had all in the car, talking 'bout you the baddest b
itch thus far
Talking 'bout you be repping that Third, I wanna see all
that shit that I heard
Know I sling Clint Eastwood, hope you can handle this curve,
uh
Foreplay in a foyer, fucked up my Warhol
Slid the panties right to the side, ain't got the time to
take drawers off
On sight, catch a charge I might
Beat the box up like Mike in '97 I bite
I'm Ike Turner, turn up, baby, no, I don't play
Now eat the cake, Anna Mae said, "Eat the cake, Anna Mae!"
I'm nice, for y'all to reach these heights
You gonna need G3, 4, 5, 6 flights
Sleep tight, we sex again in the morning
Your breast ases is my breakfast, we going in,
we be all night

We be all night, love, love
We be all night, love, love

I'm never tired, never tired
I been sipping, that's the only thing
That's keeping me on fire, we on fire
Didn't mean to spill that liquor all on my attire
I've been drinking, watermelon
I want your body right here, daddy, I want you, right now
Can't keep your eyes off my fatty, daddy, I want you

We be all night, love, love
We be all night, love, love

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