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Beyonce – Drunk in Love

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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 you, 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 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 for my body, so fluorescent under these lights

Boy, I'm drinking

walking in my l'assemblage

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

New sheets, he sweat it out like washed rags, he wet it up

Boy, I'm drinking

I'm singing on the mic 'til my 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, swerve, surfing all of 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 off 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 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 3rd, 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 know I don't play, now eat the cake, Annie Mae

Said, "Eat the cake, Annie Mae!"

I'm nauseous, for y'all to reach these heights you 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, love, love

We be all night, love, 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 your eyes off my fatty daddy,

I want you



We be all night, love, love

We be all night, love, love







Songwriters: MCCALLA, ERROL/KNOWLES, BEYONCE

Publisher: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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