Just for tonight, we'll keep on dancing And the city won't tell a soul Just for tonight, the lights are shining And our secret stays untold Just for
s a bat and this a migrane Don't ask why my jeans splattered with these white stains Wait, where you goin', what you doin' tonight? Just wanna know what
to late one day to soon but be ready for the rest of your days. (Chourus:) Yeaah,Yeaah,Ohh,Ohh 2x Please god forgive for what i did this day will stay for
the mirror for the last time (for the last time) I know I'm looking just fine and I feel all right 'Cos I know I'm gonna party tonight, yeah, baby When
Antonio] Hey, lil mama when I saw you for the first time, I'd do anything just to make you mine, Candy kisses all over your body, Tonight I might make
is hard to find You got love for your dog nigga show him a sign (Yeah!) Can't hold him in the grind if you wanna see him ball Niggas build you up just
like a seamstress You can't expect nothing less from the Queen, Bitch! My doggy style make you want to jump on that Just like a dog on the chase for
Its just a waste of money, and he was just a dummy I know you kiss hI'm and hug him And tell hI'm that you love him, you lying Because I hit the first
: Sweeping the floors, open up the doors turn on the lights, getting ready for tonight nobodys romancing because its too early for dancing but here comes
eyes and tell you want some more Oh Girl, Don't worry about this better just keep doing what you do Hey Girl, Girl tonight you can be international [
] Just pay attention Here's a story bout my lil' homies, straight thuggin Lil' bad young mothafuckers, gotta love him You catch him in his G ride, touchin
on a mission, adolescents (penitentary bound) (Now introducin Young Trigga) Since birth, eyes set on gettin bigger Just anotha wild-a*s ni**a (But he was fiendin for
grind And when I'm on the field keep him on the sidelines [Chorus] [Verse Three: 2Pac, Richie Rich] Now it's time for the moment of truth, I got
and scratched) "Just because we play what the people want.." "They claimin that I'm violent" - Chuck D (cut and scratched) "Fuck the damn cop!" (cut and scratched) "Just
couldn't run from him Shot in the hand trying to take the fucking gun from him Ya heard me? Little homie saying "50 you tough" Ya heard me? 9 shots just
drop I couldn't run from him Shot in the hand trying to take the fucking gun from him Ya heard me? {50 you tough} Ya heard me? 9 shots just wasn't enough
he's got A mess of contradictions have his stomach tied in knots She gets tired of waiting up all night If he truly cared for her he'd stay at home tonight
chandelaers Sex in a strech Lex, no cares for who wanna stare Yeah now that's a real women for ya, higherd Vecks and lawyers Pearl gems and tag for ya
