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 it, 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 off in that club
Drunk in 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 rubbing on it, rub-rubbing
If you scared, call that reverend Boy, I'm drinking, get my brain right
Armand de Brignac, gangster wife New sheets, he sweat it out like washed rags, he wet it up
Boy, I'm drinking, I'm singing on the mic 'til my voice hoarse
Then I fill the tub up halfway then ride it with my surfboard
Surfboard, surfboard Graining on that wood, graining, graining on that wood
I'm swerving on that, swerving, swerving on that big body Benz
Serving all this, swerve, surfing all of 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 off in that club
Drunk in love
We be all night, love, love
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 backup 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, Annie Mae!" I'm nauseous, 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
We be all night, love, love
Never tired, never tired
I been sippin', that's the only thing That's keeping me on fire, me on fire
Didn't mean to spill that liquor all on my attire I've been drinking, 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