Postmodern Jukebox ft. Cristina Gatti - 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 you, 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 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 for my body, so fluorescent under these lights, boy I'm drinking

Walking in my l'assemblage

I'm rubbin' on it, rub-rubbin'

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 singin' on the mic to my boy toys

Then I fill the tub up halfway then riding with my surfboard

Surfboard, surfboard

Grainin' on that wood, grainin', grainin' on that wood

I'm swerving on that, swerving, swerving on that

Big body been servin' all this

Swerve, surfin' 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

Talkin' about you the baddest bitch thus far

Talkin' about you be reppin' 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 morning

Your breasteses is my breakfast, we goin' in


We be all night (we be all night) love, love

We be all night, love, love


I'm never tired, never tired

I been sippin', that's the only thing, that's keepin' me on fire, we on fire

Didn't mean to spill that liquor all on my attire

I've been drinkin', 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



Artistes : Postmodern Jukebox ft. Cristina Gatti

Date de sortie : 2014

Genre : Vintage Big Band / Swing

Paroliers : Andre Eric Proctor / Beyonce Gisselle Knowles / Brian Soko / Jerome Harmon / Jordy Asher / Nayvad Wilburn / Noel C. Fisher / Rasool Ricardo Diaz / Shawn C. Carter / Timothy Z. Mosley

Paroles de Drunk in Love © Ole Media Management Lp, Warner Chappell Music Inc

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