Luyện nghe bài hát Drunk In Love (Remix)

[Intro: Waro]
Kinm in oté Mandela
Twé la pa mèt dan la gèl
Twé la pèt

Beyonce]
We be all

1: Kanye West]
Woo! You will never need another
Woo! Cause you a and I'm a motherfucker
Told you the drummer some, now the drummer cummin'
I'm pa rum pa pum pumin' all on your
Yeah, tonight I see some freaky hoes
That could go from bein' to a super CEO
I don't the way you do it, but you do it to me though
And you always told your girlfriends you you a TV show
Now you got your own money, you need nobody else
But far as all that ass, I think you gon' need some help
Let me you, you got a, you got a great future behind you
You tell me what we tryna do
I ain't no pastor, don't do
I know good pussy I see it, I'm a visionary
I know them haters talkin', had us very wary
Yup! On the 35th of
Yup! You love the way I'm
After all the money you earned, still show daddy you learned
That cowgirl, you reverse cowgirl
You reverse, you reverse, and I impregnated your mouth, girl,
That's when I knew you could be my spouse,
We fuckin' all the house, girl, we just messed up a brand new couch, girl
You ain't on then you on Skype
I put you on bike, you bound, girl
We too wild, won't turn
We drunk in love, them

2: Beyonce]
I've been drinking, I've drinking
I get filthy that liquor get into me
I've been thinking, been thinking
Why can't I my fingers off it, baby? I want you, na-na
Why can't I my fingers off you, baby? I want you, na-na
on ice, cigars on ice
Feeling like an animal with these cameras all in my
Flashing lights, lights
You got me faded, faded-faded, baby, I want you,
Can't keep your eyes off my fatty, daddy, I you, na-na
Drunk in love, I you

We up in the kitchen saying
"How the hell did shit happen?" Oh baby, drunk in love
We be all night, last I remember is our
Beautiful bodies grinding up in that club, drunk in

We be all night, love,
We be all night, love,

3: Beyonce]
We be all night, and everything all
No complaints from my body, so fluorescent these lights
Boy, I'm drinking, it in my lot, 7-11
I'm rubbing on it, rub-rubbing, if you scared, call reverend
Boy, I'm drinking, get my brain right, Armand de Brignac, wife
Louis sheets, he sweat it out like washrags, he it up
Boy, I'm drinking, I'm on the mic to my boy's toys
I fill the tub up halfway then ride it with my surfboard
Surfboard,
Graining on that wood, graining, graining on that
I'm on that, swerving, swerving on that
Big body serving all this, swerve, surfing all in this good-good

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4: Jay Z]
Hold up, that is the shit if I do say so myself
If I do say so myself, if I do say so
Hold up, stumble all in the house, to back up all that mouth
you had all in the car, talking 'bout you the baddest bitch thus far
Talking 'bout you be repping that Third, I see all that shit that I heard
Know I sling Eastwood, hope you can handle this curve, uh
Foreplay in a foyer, fucked up my
Slid the panties to the side, ain't got the time to take drawers off
On sight, catch a I might
Beat the box up like Mike in '97 I
I'm Ike Turner, turn up, baby, no, I play
Now eat the cake, Mae said, "Eat the cake, Anna Mae!"
I'm nice, for to reach these heights
You need G3, 4, 5, 6 flights
tight, we sex again in the morning
Your breasteses is my breakfast, we going in, we be all

I'm never tired, never
I sippin', that's the only thing
keeping me on fire, we on fire
Didn't mean to spill that liquor all on my
I've been drinking,
I want your right here, daddy, I want you, right now
Can't your eyes off my fatty, daddy, I want you