Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fuck You Tonight, artist - The Notorious B.I.G.. Date of issue: 03.03.1997
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Fuck You Tonight |
| Uhh |
| I like that, you like that? |
| Heh |
| Here’s another one |
| And another one |
| And another one |
| And another one |
| 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 |
| Here’s another one |
| And another one |
| Uhh, uhh, what? |
| Some say the x, make the sex |
| Spec-tacular, make me lick you from yo neck |
| To yo back, then ya, shiverin, tongue 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 suites at the Parker Meridian |
| Trips to the Carribean, but tonight, no ends |
| 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 |
| 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 |