Drunk in Love Songtext
von Postmodern Jukebox
Drunk in Love Songtext
I′ve been drinking, I've been drinking
I′ll 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
We be all night
We woke up in the kitchen saying
"How the hell did this ish happen?", oh baby
Drunk in love
We be all night
Next 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, 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 your game right
Armand de Brignac, gangster wife
Louis sheets, he sweat it out like washed rags, he wear it out
I'm singing on the mic to my boys′ 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
Been serving all this, swerve, surfing all of this good-good
We be all night
We woke up in the kitchen saying
"How the hell did this ish happen?", oh baby
Drunk in love
We be all night, love, love
We be all night, love, love
We be all night, love, love
We be all night
Drunk in love
I′ll 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
We be all night
We woke up in the kitchen saying
"How the hell did this ish happen?", oh baby
Drunk in love
We be all night
Next 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, 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 your game right
Armand de Brignac, gangster wife
Louis sheets, he sweat it out like washed rags, he wear it out
I'm singing on the mic to my boys′ 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
Been serving all this, swerve, surfing all of this good-good
We be all night
We woke up in the kitchen saying
"How the hell did this ish happen?", oh baby
Drunk in love
We be all night, love, love
We be all night, love, love
We be all night, love, love
We be all night
Drunk in love
Writer(s): Beyonce Knowles, Shawn Carter, Jerome Harmon, Timothy Mosley, Noel Fisher, Rasool Diaz, Andrew Proctor, Brian Soko Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com