Songs Lyrics: Beyoncé

Drunk in Love

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 alright

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 wet 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 been 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 (I'm nice right now, 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 bitch 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 gon' need G3, 4, 5, 6 flights, sleep tight

We sex again in the mornin'

Your breasteses is my breakfast, we goin' in

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