[Intro: Danyel Waro]
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Kinm in kalot ote Mandela
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Twe la pa met dan la gel banna
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Twe la pet amwin
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[Intro: Beyonce]
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We be all night
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[Verse 1: Kanye West]
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Woo! You will never need another lover
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Woo! Cause you a milf and I'm a motherfucker
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Told you give the drummer some, now the drummer cummin'
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I'm pa rum pa pum pumin' all on your stomach
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Yeah, tonight I see some super freaky hoes
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That could go from bein' stripper to a super C.E.O
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I don't know the way you do it, but you do it to me though
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And you always told your girlfriends you need you a TV show
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Now you got your own money, you don't need nobody else
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But far as handlin' all that ass, I think you gon' need some help
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Let me remind you, you got a, you got a great future behind you
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You gotta tell me what we tryna do
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I ain't no pastor, don't do missionary
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I know good pussy when I see it, I'm a visionary
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I know them haters talkin', always had us very wary
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Yup! On the 35th of Nevuary
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Yup! You love the way I'm turnt
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After all the money you earned, still show daddy what you learned
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That cowgirl, you reverse that cowgirl
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You reverse, you reverse, and I impregnated your mouth, girl, ooooh
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That's when I knew you could be my spouse, girl
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We fuckin' all over the house, girl, we just messed up a brand new couch, girl
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You ain't on site then you on Skype
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I put you on that bike, you bound, girl
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We too wild, won't turn down
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We drunk in love, fuck them
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[Verse 2: Beyonce]
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I've been drinking, I've been drinking
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I get filthy when that liquor get into me
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I've been thinking, I've been thinking
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Why can't I keep my fingers off it, baby? I want you, na-na
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Why can't I keep my fingers off you, baby? I want you, na-na
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Cigars on ice, cigars on ice
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Feeling like an animal with these cameras all in my grill
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Flashing lights, flashing lights
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You got me faded, faded-faded, baby, I want you, na-na
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Can't keep your eyes off my fatty, daddy, I want you, na-na
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Drunk in love, I want you
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[Bridge]
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We woke up in the kitchen saying
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"How the hell did this shit happen?" Oh baby, drunk in love
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We be all night, last thing I remember is our
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Beautiful bodies grinding up in that club, drunk in love
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[Hook]
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We be all night, love, love
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We be all night, love, love
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[Verse 3: Beyonce]
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We be all night, and everything all right
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No complaints from my body, so fluorescent under these lights
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Boy, I'm drinking, park it in my lot, 7-11
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I'm rubbing on it, rub-rubbing, if you scared, call that reverend
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Boy, I'm drinking, get my brain right, Armand de Brignac, gangster wife
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Louis sheets, he sweat it out like washrags, he wear it up
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Boy, I'm drinking, I'm singing on the mic to my boy's toys
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Then I fill the tub up halfway then ride it with my surfboard
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Surfboard, surfboard
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Graining on that wood, graining, graining on that wood
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I'm swerving on that, swerving, swerving on that
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Big body Benz serving all this, swerve, surfing all in this good-good
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[Bridge]
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[Hook]
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[Verse 4: Jay-Z]
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Hold up, that D'usse is the shit if I do say so myself
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If I do say so myself, if I do say so myself
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Hold up, stumble all in the house, time to back up all that mouth
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That you had all in the car, talking 'bout you the baddest bitch thus far
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Talking 'bout you be repping that Third, I wanna see all that shit that I heard
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Know I sling Clint Eastwood, hope you can handle this curve, uh
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Foreplay in a foyer, fucked up my Warhol
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Slid the panties right to the side, ain't got the time to take drawers off
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On sight, catch a charge I might
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Beat the box up like Mike in '97 I bite
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I'm Ike Turner, turn up, baby, no, I don't play
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Now eat the cake, Anna Mae said, "Eat the cake, Anna Mae!"
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I'm nice, for y'all to reach these heights
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You gon' need G3, 4, 5, 6 flights
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Sleep tight, we sex again in the morning
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Your breasteses is my breakfast, we going in, we be all night
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[Hook]
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[Bridge]
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I'm never tired, never tired
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I been sippin', that's the only thing
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That's keeping me on fire, we on fire
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Didn't mean to spill that liquor all on my attire
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I've been drinking, watermelon
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I want your body |