Lyrics Language: English Song writer/composer(s): Sara Stokes, Dylan John, Lynese Wiley, Tony Dofat, Lloyd Mathis, Rodney Hill, Fredderick Watson
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Da BandTonight Lyrics:
Ladies and gentlemen, bad boy
It's about that time
The moment you've all been waiting for
Let's roll, Da Band, talk to 'em
Something happens when you touch me
I get open and my leg starts quivering
This sensation, emotions take control of me
Is it temptation, I don't know what's come over me
Yeah, baby, tonight's the night
I'ma ride that thang like a motorbike
Grab my waist and hold it tight, I'm not frontin'
You think I bought a box of Lifestyles for nothin'
Please, I got blunts, you supply the weed
I'm the best, so baby, keep yo' eyes on me
It's about time, I get mine, nigga I'm ready
And sex ain't the bomb if the girl ain't sweaty
Listen ma, we've been chillin' out for a minute
And right now I'm in the mood to straight hit it
We know enough about each other, I've been patient, look
But every nigga got his limits, I'm tired of waitin'
I feel like tonight is the night
To get bucky-ball-naked and make love all night
You ain't gotta worry about me bustin' in quick seconds
I can handle mine, plus I'm young and energetic, is you ready?
Tonight, yeah daddy, I know you want it 'cuz its extra tight
Yeah, mami I'm gonna make sure it's extra right
I'll be your Mary Jane, it ain't a game I'll get you high
I'm a bad girl and bad girls do bad things
And I'm a bad boy so girlfriend do your thing
So hurry up ma show me your sign
I've been peepin' you all night, and you're alright
The reason I'm starin', I'm comparin'
Some things we may have in common
And tear your garments, on our plane to Bahamas
I love how you abuse the charm
You got a bad boy, it's time to leave dem fools alone
Any place that you stay, I can move your home
I'm talkin', shoppin' sprees from weeks in Rome
Hit the airport, four in the mornin' we gone
Off to Paris to meet Sean
I can't disappoint Mr. Combs
But first I need the number to your phone
Tonight, yeah daddy I know you want it 'cuz it's extra tight
Yeah, mami I'm gonna make sure it's extra right
I'll be your Mary Jane, it ain't a game I'll get you high
I'm a bad girl and bad girls do bad things
And I'm a bad boy so girlfriend do your thing
Something happens when you touch me
I get open, and my leg starts quivering
This sensation, emotions take control of me
Is it temptation, I don't know what's come over me
You ain't gotta act Bourgeois or be all up tight
Tonight's the night, E-Ness'll put up a fight
Best sex you ever had in your life
If it turn out right fuck around gettin' married tonight
Rock that hand off the one night stand
Hop in the van, go in a honeymoon in Amsterdam
Tomorrow mornin' we gon' drive back home
And smoke a lot so we can be in the twilight zone
I wanna have in the kitchen, put up on the dresser
Show ya in the closet, then undress ya
Treat ya like a one night stand, give you da pressha
Make you hit high notes, like R&B singers make ya
Tonight, yeah daddy I know you want it 'cuz it's extra tight
Yeah, mami I'm gonna make sure it's extra right
I'll be your Mary Jane, it ain't a game I'll get you high
I'm a bad girl and bad girls do bad things
And I'm a bad boy so girlfriend, do your thing
Tonight, yeah daddy I know you want it 'cuz it's extra tight
Yeah, mami I'm gonna make sure it's extra right
I'll be your Mary Jane, it ain't a game I'll get you high
I'm a bad girl and bad girls do bad things
And I'm a bad boy so girlfriend do your thing
Tonight, it's bad boy baby, Da Band
Ness, Chopper, Freddrick, Sara, Babs Bunny and Dylan
Too hot for T.V., too hot for T.V., let's work
Come on now, let's work
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