(Verse: Louise Mac)
I'mma freaker, I believe her
I put it down, hop out and I leave her

I don't wanna hear from a father how to treat her
Cause he give me head-aches, so I don't really need her
You don't really care if it's the better two seater

The way she hit her nose, I might hit 'er for a feature
Baby so cold, could have swore that she was Keisha
And if she got a friend, man, you know I wanna meet her

So we flyin' down south to grab a couple Spanish women
Talk slick, laid-back, they own the finest linen(?)
Knowin' how yo heart racin', and yo head spinin'

You know you gon' hop in, but you gon' need women to go

(Hook)

Tonight you won't be sorry
(Whatever you want, whatever you need)
Tonight you won't be sorry

(Won't be sorry, baby)
Tonight you won't be sorry
(Sorry, sorry sorry sorry baby)


(Verse 2: Grizzy)
Tonight's the night, baby, whatever you want

Watch me strike a pose when I'm hittin' just to front
She a lady in the street, but a freak to the beat
First time she see me, she knew I was a lead

Probably the reason her friend want me to be
Gotta go all night, shake it all the way to her feet
Hot spots? Now my team gon' be fallin' down

I'm in the building, you know she won't be callin' you
These Mr. Me-Too's, swear that they be ballin' too
Chances are I had yo girl actin' brand new

She don't know my government, she love callin' me Grizzy
While I'm leavin', she callin' me, tellin' me she miss me


(Hook)
Tonight you won't be sorry
(Whatever you want, whatever you need)

Tonight you won't be sorry
(Won't be sorry, baby)
Tonight you won't be sorry

(Sorry, sorry sorry sorry baby)

(Verse 3: Eccentric Danny)

It's the third verse, soon 'nough you'll be gettin' more lines
Left her soaled, she came knockin' four times
I'm a natural freak, yea, she a freakazoid

When I get her goin', she be makin' hella noise
We seein' stars, want me to meet her family
She even know my verses, I can tell she a fan of me

She good with mines, while I give her something to measure
She feelin' erotic and say she's in excessive pleasures
She say that I'm so smoothe, maybe it's the word play

Hit the room, she unwrappin', maybe it's my birthday
The comp(?) ain't seein' me, even in my worst day
I hit and lean down, they lovin' me


(Hook)
Tonight you won't be sorry

(Whatever you want, whatever you need)
Tonight you won't be sorry
(Won't be sorry, baby)

Tonight you won't be sorry
(Sorry, sorry sorry sorry baby)