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 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 s***t 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 That D’USSÉ is the s***t 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 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 s***t that I heard Know I sling Clint Eastwood, hope you can handle this curve, uh Foreplay in a foyer, f***d 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, Anna Mae! ” I’m nauseous, for y’all to reach these heights you gon’ need G3 4, 5, 6 flights, sleep tight We s*x again in the morning, your breasteses is my breakfast We going in, we be all night 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, rïght now) Can’t keep your eyes off my fatty Daddy, I want you