lunes, 17 de marzo de 2014


Beyonce-Drunk in love
"Drunk in Love" is a song recorded by American recording artist Beyoncé, featuring her husband American rapper Jay-Z. The duo along with Noel Fisher, Andre Eric Proctor, Rasool Diaz, Brian Soko, Timbaland, Jerome Harmon, and Boots composed the song for Beyoncé's self-titled fifth studio album Beyoncé (2013). Columbia Records released "Drunk in Love" as one of the two lead singles to urban contemporary radio stations in the United States on December 17, 2013.
Musically, "Drunk in Love" is dominated by trap beats in chunks and bass. Its lyrics depict female sexuality as Beyoncé adopts sensual and confident vocals. Jay-Z raps a verse on the song. Contemporary music critics wrote generally positive reviews for "Drunk in Love", many of whom called it a follow-up to Beyoncé's and Jay-Z's 2003 song "Crazy in Love". They also commended its appeal to urban radio and Beyoncé's as well as Jay-Z's vocals.
"Drunk in Love" peaked at number two on the US Billboard Hot 100 chart and number one on the US Hot R&B/Hip-Hop Songs chart. Despite only being officially released in the US, it also managed to appear on some international charts; it reached the top ten in France, Ireland, New Zealand and the United Kingdom, where it became Beyoncé's 17th top ten hit. The single's accompanying music video was directed by Hype Williams and shot in black-and-white in Golden Beach, Miami at a beach front manse. "Drunk in Love" was performed by Beyoncé and Jay-Z at the 56th Annual Grammy Awards.
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 up in that club, drunk in love

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

We be all night, and everything all right
No complaints from my body, so fluorescent under these lights
Boy, I'm drinking, park it in my lot, 7-11
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
Louis sheets, he sweat it out like washrags, he wear it up
Boy, I'm drinking, I'm singing on the mic to my boy's toys
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 been serving all this, swerve, surfing all in this good-good

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, time to 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 Third, I 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, no, I don't play
Now eat the cake, Anna 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

I'm never tired, never tired
I been sippin', that's the only thing
That's keeping me on fire, we 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


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