Sean Combs, Robert Kelley, Daron Jones, Christopher Wallace (Notorious B.I.G.), Fucking You Tonight Lyrics from "Brooklyn's Finest"
Sean Combs, Robert Kelley, Daron Jones, Christopher Wallace (Notorious B.I.G.), Fucking You Tonight Lyrics from "Brooklyn's Finest" |
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Fucking You Tonight Lyricsby Sean Combs, Robert Kelley, Daron Jones, Christopher Wallace (Notorious B.I.G.). From Brooklyn's Finest Fucking You Tonight by Sean Combs, Robert Kelley, Daron Jones, Christopher Wallace (Notorious B.I.G.) Uhh I like that, you like that? Heh Here's another one And another one And another one And another one Uhh, what, what? 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 Spectacular, 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 it's alright with you, we fuckin' 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 You must be used to me spendin' And all that sweet winin' and dinin' Well, I'm fuckin' you tonight 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? 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 style's 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 it's eight tracks and six-packs while I hit that You must be used to me spendin' And all that sweet winin' and dinin' Well, I'm fuckin' you tonight You must be used to me spendin' And all that sweet winin' and dinin' Well, I'm fuckin' you tonight Let's stop the bullshit, baby Let me take you to the spot, get you hot So you wanna be with me, Puff Daddy B.I.G., bring that ass to me You must be used to me spendin' And all that sweet winin' and dinin' Well, I'm fuckin' you tonight You must be used to me spendin' And all that sweet winin' and dinin' Well, I'm fuckin' you tonight You must be used to me spendin' And all that sweet winin' and dinin' Well, I'm fuckin' you tonight You must be used to me spendin' And all that sweet winin' and dinin' Well, I'm fuckin' you tonight You must be used to me spendin' And all that sweet winin' and dinin' Well, I'm fuckin' you tonight |
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