Dm F
I've been drinking, I've been drinking
C Am
I get filthy when that liquor get into me
Dm F
I've been thinking, I've been thinking
C Am
Why can't I keep my fingers off it, baby?
Dm F
I want you, na na
C Am
Why can't I keep my fingers off you, baby?
Dm F C Am
I want you, na na
Dm F
Cigars on ice, cigars on ice
C Am
Feeling like an animal with these cameras all in my grill
Dm F
Flashing lights, flashing lights
C Am
You got me faded, faded, faded
Dm F
Baby, I want you, na na
C Am
Can't keep your eyes off my fatty
Dm F
Daddy, I want you, na na
C Am
Drunk in love, I want you
Dm F
We woke up in the kitchen saying
C Am
"How the hell did this shit happen?", oh baby
Dm F C Am
Drunk in love, we be all night
Dm F
Last thing I remember is our
C Am
Beautiful bodies grinding off in that club
Dm F C
Drunk in love
C Am Dm F C Am
We be all night, love, love
Dm F C Am
We be all night, love, love
Dm F
We be all night, and everything alright
C Am
No complaints for my body, so fluorescent under these lights
Dm F
Boy, I'm drinking, walking in my l'assemblage
C
I?m rubbing on it, rub-rubbing
Am
If you scared, call that reverend
Dm
Boy, I'm drinking, get my brain right
F
Armand de Brignac, gangster wife
C Am
New sheets, he sweat it out like washed rags, he wet it up
Dm F
Boy, I'm drinking, I'm singing on the mic 'til my voice hoarse
C Am
Then I fill the tub up halfway then ride it with my surfboard
Dm F
Surfboard, surfboard
C Am
Graining on that wood, graining, graining on that wood
Dm F
I'm swerving on that, swerving, swerving on that big body Benz
C Am
Serving all this, swerve, surfing all of this
Dm F
good good
C
We woke up in the kitchen saying
Am Dm F
"How the hell did this shit happen?", oh baby
C Am Dm
Drunk in love, we be all night
Dm F
Last thing I remember is our
C Am
Beautiful bodies grinding off in that club
Dm F C
Drunk in love
Am Dm F C
We be all night, love, love
Am Dm F C
We be all night, love, love
[Jay Z verse]
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 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 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 know I don't play, now eat the cake, Annie 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 going in, we be all night
Dm F C Am
We be all night, love, love
Dm F C Am
We be all night, love, love
Dm F C Am
Dm F
Never tired, never tired
C Am
I been sippin', that's the only thing
Dm F
That's keeping me on fire, me on fire
C
Didn't mean to spill that liquor all on my attire
Am Dm
I've been drinking, watermelon
F C Am
(I want your body right here, daddy, I want you, right
Dm
now)
Am Dm
Can't keep your eyes off my fatty
Am
Daddy, I want you