Boots - Drunk In Love lyrics

[Verse 1: Beyoncé] 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, now-now Why can't I keep my fingers off you? Baby, I want you, now-now 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, now-now Can't keep your eyes off my fatty Daddy, I want you, now-now Drunk in love, I want you [Pre-Chorus: Beyoncé] We woke up in the kitchen Saying, "How the hell did this sh** 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 [Hook: Beyoncé] We be all night, love, love We be all night, love, love [Verse 2: Beyoncé] We be all night, and everything all right 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 [Pre-Chorus: Beyoncé] We woke up in the kitchen Saying, "How the hell did this sh** 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 [Hook: Beyoncé] We be all night, love, love We be all night, love, love [Interlude: Jay Z] I'm nice right now… Hold up! [Verse 3: Jay Z] That D'ussé is the sh** 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 b**h thus far Talking 'bout you be repping that Third I wanna see all that sh** that I heard Know I sling Clint Eastwood Hope you can handle this curve, uh Foreplay in a foyer, f**ed 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 s** again in the morning Your breasteses is my breakfast We going in, we be all night [Hook: Beyoncé] We be all night, love, love We be all night, love, love [Bridge: Beyoncé] I'm never tired, never tired I been sippin', 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 [Hook: Beyoncé] We be all night, love, love We be all night, love, love [Produced by Noah “Detail” Fisher, Beyoncé Knowles, Timbaland, Jerome Harmon, BOOTS and Andre Proctor]