NOTORIOUS B. I.G. LYRICS - Fuck You Tonight

"Fuck You Tonight"

(feat. R. Kelly)



[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 cool)

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]