Luyện nghe bài hát Drunk In Love (Remix)

[Intro: Danyèl
Kinm in kalot oté
la pa mèt dan la gèl banna
Twé la amwin

Beyonce]
We be all

1: Kanye West]
Woo! You will need another lover
Woo! you a milf and I'm a motherfucker
Told you give the drummer some, now the cummin'
I'm pa rum pa pum pumin' all on stomach
Yeah, tonight I see super freaky hoes
That could go from bein' stripper to a CEO
I don't the way you do it, but you do it to me though
And you always told girlfriends you need you a TV show
Now you got your own money, you need nobody else
But far as handlin' all that ass, I think you gon' some help
Let me remind you, you got a, you got a future behind you
You gotta tell me we tryna do
I no pastor, don't do missionary
I know good pussy when I see it, I'm a
I know them talkin', always had us very wary
Yup! On the 35th of
Yup! You love the way I'm
After all the money you earned, still daddy what 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 over the house, girl, we messed up a brand new couch, girl
You ain't on site you on Skype
I put you on that bike, you bound,
We too wild, turn down
We in love, fuck them

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

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

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

3: Beyonce]
We be all night, and all right
No complaints my body, so fluorescent under 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, de Brignac, gangster wife
Louis sheets, he sweat it out washrags, he wear it up
Boy, I'm drinking, I'm singing on the mic to my boy's
Then I fill the tub up halfway then it with my surfboard
Surfboard,
Graining on that wood, graining, graining on that
I'm on that, swerving, swerving on that
Big Benz serving all this, swerve, surfing all in this good-good

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4: Jay Z]
Hold up, D'ussé is the shit if I do say so myself
If I do say so myself, if I do say so
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 bitch far
Talking 'bout you be repping Third, I wanna see all that shit that I heard
Know I sling Clint Eastwood, hope you can this curve, uh
Foreplay in a foyer, fucked up my
the panties right to the side, ain't got the time to take drawers off
On sight, catch a charge I
Beat the box up like in '97 I bite
I'm Ike Turner, turn up, baby, no, I don't
Now eat the cake, Anna Mae said, "Eat the cake, Mae!"
I'm nice, for to reach these heights
You need G3, 4, 5, 6 flights
Sleep tight, we sex in the morning
Your is my breakfast, we going in, we be all night

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