Luyện nghe bài hát Drunk In Love (Remix)

[Intro: Waro]
Kinm in kalot Mandela
Twé la pa mèt dan la banna
la pèt amwin

[Intro:
We be all

[Verse 1: Kanye
Woo! You will never need lover
Woo! Cause you a milf and I'm a
Told you the drummer some, now the drummer cummin'
I'm pa rum pa pum all on your stomach
Yeah, tonight I see some super freaky
That could go from bein' to a super CEO
I don't know the way you do it, but you do it to me
And you always your girlfriends you need you a TV show
Now you got your own money, you don't nobody else
But far as handlin' all that ass, I think you gon' need some
Let me you, you got a, you got a great future behind you
You gotta tell me what we do
I no pastor, don't do missionary
I know good when I see it, I'm a visionary
I know them haters talkin', always had us very
Yup! On the 35th of
Yup! You the way I'm turnt
all the money you earned, still show 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 all over the house, girl, we just messed up a brand new couch, girl
You ain't on site you on Skype
I put you on bike, you bound, girl
We too wild, turn down
We drunk in love, them

[Verse 2:
been drinking, I've been drinking
I get filthy when that get into me
I've been thinking, I've been
Why can't I keep my fingers off it, 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 these cameras all in my grill
lights, flashing lights
You got me faded, faded-faded, baby, I you, na-na
Can't your eyes off my fatty, daddy, I want you, na-na
in love, I want you

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

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

[Verse 3:
We be all night, and all right
No complaints from my body, so fluorescent under these
Boy, I'm drinking, it in my lot, 7-11
I'm rubbing on it, rub-rubbing, if you scared, that reverend
Boy, I'm drinking, get my brain right, Armand de Brignac, wife
Louis sheets, he it out like 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 ride it with my
Surfboard,
Graining on that wood, graining, graining on wood
I'm on that, swerving, swerving on that
Big Benz serving all this, swerve, surfing all in this good-good

[Bridge +

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
Hold up, stumble all in the house, 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 that Third, I wanna see all that shit that I
Know I sling Eastwood, hope you can handle 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, a charge I might
Beat the box up like in '97 I bite
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 y'all to these heights
You gon' need G3, 4, 5, 6
tight, we sex again in the morning
Your breasteses is my breakfast, we going in, we be all

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