
Tonight (William Singe Cover) William Singe
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[Intro]
Ahh, alright, yeah
Ain't this what you came for
Don't you wish you came more
Girl, what your playing for, ah come on
Come on and let me kiss that
Ohh, I know you miss that
What's wrong let me fix that, twist that
[Chorus]
Baby tonight's the night I let you know
Baby tonight's the night we lose control
Baby tonight you need that
Tonight believe that
Tonight I'll be the best you've ever had
I don't wanna brag, but I'll be yeah
Best you've ever had
I don't wanna brag, but I'll be
Best you've ever had
[Verse 1]
You ain't even gotta text me
Knowin' me and you got that mental telepathy
Meet me in spot, I'll be sending over that chauffeur
Rich boy bread stay poppin' just like a toaster
Nobody come close to me and you together
Step under my umbrella, we'll make it through any weather
Except when I make it storm, sex in the greatest form
And hibernate under my body
Yep I just keep it warmer than a chinchilla
She know I beat it up like the thriller in Manila
Flying my private jet to villas in Anguilla
Than throw you on a grill
Cause seven days a week and you're my five course meal, for real
Ahh, alright, yeah
Ain't this what you came for
Don't you wish you came more
Girl, what your playing for, ah come on
Come on and let me kiss that
Ohh, I know you miss that
What's wrong let me fix that, twist that
[Chorus]
Baby tonight's the night I let you know
Baby tonight's the night we lose control
Baby tonight you need that
Tonight believe that
Tonight I'll be the best you've ever had
I don't wanna brag, but I'll be yeah
Best you've ever had
I don't wanna brag, but I'll be
Best you've ever had
[Verse 1]
You ain't even gotta text me
Knowin' me and you got that mental telepathy
Meet me in spot, I'll be sending over that chauffeur
Rich boy bread stay poppin' just like a toaster
Nobody come close to me and you together
Step under my umbrella, we'll make it through any weather
Except when I make it storm, sex in the greatest form
And hibernate under my body
Yep I just keep it warmer than a chinchilla
She know I beat it up like the thriller in Manila
Flying my private jet to villas in Anguilla
Than throw you on a grill
Cause seven days a week and you're my five course meal, for real
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