Beyonce ☆ Drunk In Love (Feat. Jay-Z)

I’ve been drinking
I’ve been drinking
I get filthy when that liquor
gets 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 walk up in the
kitchen saying
How in hell did this shit happen
Oh baby drunk in love
we be all night
Last thing I remember is our
Beautiful bodies grinding
off in that club
Drunk in love
We be all night love love
We be all night love love
We be all night and
everything alright
No complaints with my body
so fluorescent under these
lights
Boy I’m drinking walking
in my l’assemblage
I’m rubbing on it
rub rubbing on it
if you scared call that
reverend
Boy I’m drinking get
my brain right
Armand de brignac
gangster wife
Newer sheets
he sweat it out
like wash rags hee wet up
Boy I’m drinking I’m sanging
on the mic ’til voice hoarse
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 swerv surfing
all of this good good
We walk up in the
kitchen saying
How in hell did this shit happen
Oh baby drunk in love
we be all night
Last thing I remember is our
Beautiful bodies grinding
off in that club
Drunk in love
We be all night love love
We be all night love love
Hold up
That D’USSE 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
tryna backup all that mouth
That you had all
in the car talking
’bout you the baddest
bitch thus far
Talking ’bout you be repping
that third wanna see
all that shit I heard
Know I sling
Clint Eastwood hope
you can handle this curve
Foreplay in the foyer
fucked up my Warhol
Slid the panties right
to the side
Ain’t got the time to take
draws off on site
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 Annie Mae
Said Eat the cake Annie Mae
I’m nice for y’all to reach
these heights we gon’ need
G3
4 5 6 flights sleep tight
We sex again in the morning
your breasteses is my breakfast
We going in we be all night
We be all night love love
We be all night love
Never tired never tired
I been sippin that’s the only
thing that’s keeping me on
fire me 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 ya eyes off my fatty
Daddy I want you
We be all night love love
We be all night love love