"Fuck You Tonight" lyrics

(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 spending (uh, uh)

And all that sweet wining and dining

Well, I'm fuckin' you tonight

Uh, Here's another one

And another one

Uh, uh, what



[Verse One: Notorious B.I.G.]

Some say the X, make the sex Spec-tacular

Make me lick you from yo' neck to your back, then ya

Shivering, tongue delivering

Chills up that spine, that ass is mine

Skip the wine and the candlelight, no Cristal tonight

If it's all right 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 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 ass would wiggle

Now I know you're used to suites at the Parker Meridien

Trips to the Caribbean

But tonight, no ends



[Chorus 2X]



[Verse Two: 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 genuine, girl I love you long time

I got you pinned up, with your fuckin' limbs up

All because you like the way my Benz was rimmed up

Bitch 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 fuck some more

So no, caviar, Shark Bar, uh-uh

Strictly sex 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



[Chorus 2X]



[Verse Three: R. Kelly]

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 fuckin' 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 fuckin' you tonight

(fuckin' 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 me to the bridge



Lets stop the bullshit baby

Let me take you to the spot, fit you hot

So you wanna be with me, Puff Daddy

B.I.G., bring that ass to me



[Chorus: repeat to fade with variations]







Thanks to Ezell Crowther, HeartBreakKid905 for correcting these lyrics.



Writer(s): Robert S. Kelly, Christopher Wallace, Sean Puffy Combs, Daron Tavaris Jones

