This Particular Dress...
- Thread starter Don Draper
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Yup, she was fine... I'm not a fan of her music, but she did look good. Definite MILF-worthy.
Really talented but I love her older songs. This "Drunk in love" s-hit is not my favourite. I think the song and clip was JayZ's idea. He must show the world who is the man.
That dress is by Michael Costello who is a new designer from Miami. Good for him for dressing Beyonce that night!!
She's also lost weight and looks a bit different. She's been super fit before but has never had a thigh gap. I speculate mild liposuction and a nose job as her tip and bridge are more refined now. She's looking much better!
She looks much better with long flowing golden blonde hair ...
xoxox
She's also lost weight and looks a bit different. She's been super fit before but has never had a thigh gap. I speculate mild liposuction and a nose job as her tip and bridge are more refined now. She's looking much better!
She looks much better with long flowing golden blonde hair ...
xoxox
It sounded like a catchy tune when she sang it at the grammys ………….. mind you i couldn't understand every word she sang that night lol
but now that i see the lyrics i hate this song now
Drunk in Love
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
[Bridge]
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
[Hook]
We be all night, love, love
We be all night, love, love
[Verse 2]
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 upBoy,
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
[Bridge + Hook]
[Verse 3: Jay Z]
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
[Hook]
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
but now that i see the lyrics i hate this song now
Drunk in Love
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
[Bridge]
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
[Hook]
We be all night, love, love
We be all night, love, love
[Verse 2]
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 upBoy,
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
[Bridge + Hook]
[Verse 3: Jay Z]
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
[Hook]
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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I was astounded when I read the lyrics - EAT THE CAKE ANNA MAE.
I read Tina Turner's autobiography and I saw the movie (yes I am obsessed with Tina).
Ike yells at her to eat the cake and when she wont, he forces it down her throat and roughs her up.
WHY would Beyonce celebrate the violence done to Tina Turner??? F'n gross.
I read Tina Turner's autobiography and I saw the movie (yes I am obsessed with Tina).
Ike yells at her to eat the cake and when she wont, he forces it down her throat and roughs her up.
WHY would Beyonce celebrate the violence done to Tina Turner??? F'n gross.
