St. Lunatics - Groovin' Tonight (Brian McKnight) lyrics

(Brian McKnight) Tonight's the night, tonight's the niiiiiiigggght Girl you lookin so fly, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do Said I wanna get it on, mmhmmm Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do Girl you lookin sooooo fly, do, do, do, dooo Said I wanna get it on (Ali - talking) U-City, uh, uh, Brian McKnight, Lunatics, groovin, groovin, groovin tonight Ha ha, yeah, what you think about that n***a? Hah, hah, what you think about that n***a? Ladies (Ali) Now you could search the whole globe but couldn't replace me You skurred to face me, you don't wanna race me Fendi fur, Cartier gla**es for the blur I'm a do it for me and let you do it for her I got a real bad habit when I wanna grab it So many karats in the ring I'm half man, half rabbit b**hes be like "ahh man" when they see me with Cardan Puffin on the green, discussin a war plan I used to have rock, now it's stocked with a laptop Fat pot, a six-four with the a** dropped With a dime daughter, dabbed in Estee Lauder I want the new Tims so from the crib I made an order So f** your b**h n***a, what I wanna take Plus she been on my nuts since thumps and pencil breaks 'Cause I'm a n***a with the hoe, a n***a with the flow Fo' Reel n***a, pissy drunk in the Rov' (Chorus - Brian McKnight) Fellas, we can get it on Maybe even party 'til the break of dawn (break of dawn) 'Cause the ladies are groovin tonight (the ladies are groovin tonight) To the ladies lookin fly (looking fly) If you wanna ride them hold on tight (hold on tight) 'Cause the fellas are groovin tonight (tonight's the night) (Nelly) "Skuuuuuiieeee" baby girl, you hear me callin you? Now I ain't hawkin you, just wanna walk with you Talk with you for a second, spit a little somethin in that err Whatever it takes to make you come nerr I'm tryna' sound sincerr, ay Baby talkin to me but I'm starin at her rear And I'm like "oh dear" I ain't never seen nathen like you before And you the type to make a n***a wanna open your door And to the house up on the hill and the jag is yours As long as you can prove that you wit' a n***a for sure You know I'm young and a thug, so I got issues I did them St. Louis blues, I done paid them dues, ay But nevermind that, how 'bout we hop the next cruise We can cash it or plastic, you choose Get pissed out with the Cristal or the Boones Get ya Xed out, leave ya stretched out in the room, my doom (Chorus) (City Spud) [talking] Keep it movin, keep it movin, I keep it groovin, huh Keep it movin, keep it movin, keep it groovin, huh I keep it, movin, keep it groovin huh, uh, uh, uh Yo, baby girl you lookin fly in yo' Donna K Hopin I could give you some love in the right way But I don't wanna give you the wrong impression I keep it mellow, sayin hello You still thinkin I'm a thug fellow So I let you know from the get-go you thorough You a cutie with thighs and you live for dinero But, me and my team drop, sh** overseas Then bounce wit' the ounce that's thick and Japenese I'm a goodfella, you know, I'm a made man Got 'em winin like spoiled babies in play pens Put that a** up baby and I hit it from here Now lick your tongue out lady and I put it in here Let me whip that, lick that, and I don't stop Then hit the block with my n***as in, my new drop Convertable, tens and dubs, no matter the weather One-sixty on the dash, chinky eyes and leather, c'mon (Chorus) (Brian McKnight) Paaaarrrtttyyyy, party, hey, hey, hey Allll daaaaayyy, all day, yeah Neevvvvvveeerrr stop, never stop, don't wanna stop no, no babe Neevvvvvveeerrr stop, don't stop, don't stop Baby girl! (Chorus) 4x