Karaoké Drunk in Love Beyoncé & 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

Feel 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

And 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 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 up

Boy I'm drinking, I'm singing on the mic 'till 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

Been serving all this swerve surfing all in this good good ah ah ah ah ah

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

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

Tryna back up all of 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 the shit that I heard

Know I sling Clint Eastwood hope you can handle this curve ah

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 ninety-seven 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 we gon' need G three

Four five six flights sleep tight we sex again in the morning

Your breasts is my breakfast we going in we be all night

We be all night

Love

Love

We be all night

Love

Love

Never tired, never tired

I been sipping 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