| Tonight’s the night, tonight’s the niiiiiiigggght
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| Girl you lookin so fly, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do
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| Said I wanna get it on, mmhmmm
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| Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do
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| Girl you lookin sooooo fly, do, do, do, dooo
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| Said I wanna get it on
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| (Ali — talking)
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| U-City, uh, uh, Brian McKnight, Lunatics, groovin, groovin, groovin tonight
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| Ha ha, yeah, what you think about that nigga?
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| Hah, hah, what you think about that nigga? |
| Ladies
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| (Ali)
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| Now you could search the whole globe but couldn’t replace me
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| You skurred (scared) then face me, you don’t wanna race me
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| Fendi fur, Cartier glasses for the blur
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| I’m a do it for me and let you do it for her
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| I got a real bad habit when I wanna grab it
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| So many karats in the ring I’m half man, half rabbit
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| Bitches be like «ahh man» when they see me with Cardan
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| Puffin on the green, discussin a war plan
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| I used to have rock, now it’s stocked with a labtop
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| Fat pot, a six-four with the ass dropped
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| With a dime daughter, dabbed in Estee Lauder
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| I want the new Tims so from the crib I made an order
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| So fuck your bitch nigga, what I wanna take?
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| Plus she been on my nuts since thumps and pencil breaks
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| 'Cause I’m a nigga with the hoe, a nigga with the flow
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| Fo' Reel nigga, pissy drunk in the Rov'
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| (Chorus — Brian McKnight)
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| Fellas, we can get it on
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| Maybe even party 'til the break of dawn (break of dawn)
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| 'Cause the ladies are groovin tonight (the ladies are groovin tonight)
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| To the ladies lookin fly (looking fly)
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| If you wanna ride them hold on tight (hold on tight)
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| 'Cause the fellas are groovin tonight (tonight's the night)
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| (Nelly)
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| «Skuuuuuiieeee» baby girl, you hear me callin you?
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| Now I ain’t hawkin you, just wanna walk with you
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| Talk with you for a second, spit a little somethin in that err (ear)
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| Whatever it takes to make you come nerr (near)
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| I’m tryna' sound sincerr (sincere), ay
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| Baby talkin to me but I’m starin at her rerr (rear)
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| And I’m like «oh derr (dear)»
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| I ain’t never seen nathen like you before
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| And you the type to make a nigga wanna open your door
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| And to the house up on the hill and the jag is yours
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| As long as you can prove that you wit' a nigga for sure
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| You know I’m young and a thug, so I got issues
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| I did them St. Louis blues, I done paid them dues, ay
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| But nevermind that, how 'bout we hop the next cruise
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| We can cash it or plastic, you choose
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| Get pissed out with the Cristal or the Boones
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| Get ya Xed out, leave ya stretched out in the room, my doom
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| (City Spud) (talking)
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| Keep it movin, keep it movin, I keep it groovin, huh
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| Keep it movin, keep it movin, keep it groovin, huh
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| I keep it, movin, keep it groovin huh, uh, uh, uh
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| Yo, baby girl you lookin fly in yo' Donna K
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| Hopin I could give you some love in the right way
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| But I don’t wanna give you the wrong impression
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| I keep it mellow, sayin hello
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| You still thinkin I’m a thug fellow
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| So I let you know from the get-go you thorough
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| You a cutie with thighs and you live for the nero
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| But, me and my team drop, shit overseas
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| Then bounce wit' the ounce that’s thick and Japenese
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| I’m a goodfella, you know, I’m a made man
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| Got 'em winin like spoiled babies in play pens
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| Put that ass up baby and I hit it from here
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| Now lick your tongue out lady and I put it in here
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| Let me whip that, lick that, and I don’t stop
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| Then hit the block with my niggas in, my new drop
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| Convertable, tens and dubs, no matter the weather
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| One-sixty on the dash, chinky eyes and leather, c’mon
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| (Brian McKnight)
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| Paaaarrrtttyyyy, party, hey, hey, hey
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| Allll daaaaayyy, all day, yeah
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| Neevvvvvveeerrr stop, never stop, don’t wanna stop no, no babe
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| Neevvvvvveeerrr stop, don’t stop, don’t stop
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| Baby girl! |