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Tytuł: Fuck You Tonight

  • Wykonawca: Notorious Big
  • Wy¶wietleń: 315
[Big] Uhh
  [Dad] I like that, you like that? Heh
  [Big] Here's another one
  [Dad] And another one
  [Big] And another one
  [Dad] And another one
  [Big] Uhh, what, what?
  
  [Intro/Chorus: R. Kelly, Biggie (variations on Big's part)]
  
  You must be used to me spendin
  And all that sweet winin and dinin
  Well I'm fuckin you tonight
  
  [Big] Here's another one
  And another one
  Uhh, uhh, what?
  
  [Verse One: Notorious B.I.G.]
  
  Some say the x, make the sex
  Spec-tacular, make me lick you from yo neck
  To yo back, then ya, shiverin, tgue deliverin
  Chills up that spine, that ass is mine
  Skip the wine and the candlelight, no Cristal tonight
  If its alright with you, we fuckin (that's alright)
  Deja vu, the blunts sparked, finger fuckin in the park
  Pissy off Bacardi Dark
  Remember when I used to play between yo legs
  You begged for me to stop because you know where it would head
  Straight to yo mother's bed
  At the Mariott, we be lucky if we find a spot
  Next to yo sister, damn I really missed the
  way she used to rub my back, when I hit that
  Way she used to giggle when yo ass would wiggle
  Now I know you used to sweets at the Parker Meridian
  Trips to the Carribean, but tonight, no ends
  
  [Chorus 2X]
  
  [Verse Two: Notorious B.I.G.]
  
  Girl you look fine, like a windface Rolex, you just shine
  I like that waistline
  Let me hit that from behind, which wall you wanna climb
  My styles genuine, girl I love you long time
  I got you pinned up, with yo fuckin limbs up
  All because you like the way my Benz was rimmed up
  Bitch keep yo shin up, please watch me do thee
  Nasty, like it when you make it move fast mommy
  I like it when you tro' it pon me
  No love makin, strictly back breakin
  Ceas' know, all his hoes, go to my door
  Then they go to his flo', to fuck some more
  So no, caviar, sharp bar, uh uh
  Strictly sex that's pretty and left over spaghetti
  I know you used to slow CD's and Don P's
  But tonight its eight tracks and six-packs while I hit that
  
  [Chorus 2X]
  
  [Verse Three: R. Kelly]
  
  Lets stop the bullshit baby
  Let me take you to the stop, get you hot
  So you wanna be with me, Puff Daddy
  B.I.G., bring that ass to me
  
  [Chorus: repeat to fade with variations]