Joe Perrera - f** You Tonight lyrics

[Intro: Notorious B.I.G. & P. Diddy] Uh, I like that, you like that? Here's another one, and another one And another one, and another one Uh Whaat, whaat (c'mon) [Hook: R Kelly & Notorious B.I.G.] You must be used to me spending uh, uh And all that sweet wining and dining Well, I'm f**in' you tonight Uh, Here's another one And another one Uh, uh ,whaat [Verse 1: Notorious B.I.G.] Some say the X, make the s** Spec-tacular Make me lick you from yo' neck to your back, then ya Shivering, tongue delivering Chills up that spine, that a** is mine Skip the wine and the candlelight, no Cristal tonight If it's all right with you, we f**in' (that's cool) Deja vu, the blunts sparked, finger f**in' in the park Pissy off Bacardi Dark Remember when I used to play between your legs? You begged for me to stop because you know where it would head Straight to your mother's bed Not the Marriott, we be lucky if we find a spot Next to your sister, damn I really missed the Way she used to rub my back, when I hit that Way she used to giggle when your a** would wiggle Now I know you're used to suites at the Parker Meridien Trips to the Caribbean But tonight, no ends [Hook: R Kelly & Notorious B.I.G.] You must be (uh) used to me spending You must be used to me (uh) And all that sweet wining and dining (whaat) Well, I'm f**in' you tonight Here's another one (f**in' you tonight) And another one (no doubt baby) And another one (f**in' you) Whaat!, whaat! You must be used to me spending You must be!! uh,uh And all that sweet wining and dining Well, I'm f**in' you tonight Here's another one (f**in' you) And another one (no doubt about it babe, f**in' you) Uh, uh [Verse 2: Notorious B.I.G.] Girl you look fine, like a wide face Rolex, you just shine I like that waistline Let me hit that from behind, which wall you wanna climb My style Ginuwine, girl I love you long time I got you pinned up, with your f**in' limbs up All because you like the way my Benz was rimmed up b**h keep yo' chin up, please watch me do thee Nasty, like it when you make it move fast mami I like it when you tro' it pon me No love makin', strictly back breakin' Cease know, all his hoes, go to my door Then they go to his flo', to f** some more So no, caviar, Shark Bar, uh-uh Strictly s** that's sweaty and leftover spaghetti I know you used to slow CD's and Dom P's But tonight it's eight tracks and six-packs while I hit that [Hook: R. Kelly & P. Diddy] You must be used to me spending (You must be, used to me) And all that sweet wining and dining (spending all his money baby, on you) Well, I'm f**in' you tonight Can you feel me, 'cause I can feel you Can you feel me, 'cause I can feel you You must be used to me spending You must be used to me And all that sweet wining and dining Well, I'm f**in' you tonight (f**in' you tonight) Can you feel me (make ya feel so right), 'cause I can feel you (baby come to me) Can you feel me (give me what I need), R. Kelly take you to the Greenwich [Verse 3: R. Kelly] Let's stop the bullsh**, baby Let me take you to the spot, fit you hot So you wanna be with me (say what), Puff Daddy (that's right) The B.I.G. (let's go), bring that a** to me [Hook: R. Kelly & P. Diddy] You must be used to me spending And all that sweet wining and dining Well, I'm f**in' you tonight (Said I'm f**in' you tonight) Can you feel me (f**in' you tonight), 'cause I can feel you(strokin' you tonight) Can you feel me, 'cause I can feel you You must be used to me spending (You must be used to me spending) And all that sweet wining and dining Well, I'm f**in' you tonight f**in' you baby, I'm f**in' you baby (You must be!!) You must be used to me spending And all that sweet wining and dining Well, I'm f**in' you tonight (I'm doing it baby, I'm doing it baby, I'm doing it baby ah yeahowow) You must be used to me spending (you must be babe, used to me) And all that sweet wining and dining (spending money all of the time, on you) Well, I'm f**in' you tonight Matter what you ma'am say, babe Givin' it to you, getting away not possibly You must be used to me spending And all that sweet wining and dining Well, I'm f**in' you tonight (oh babe) Should I? , I may