[Chorus: Krizz Kaliko]

Oh-oh-oh-oh

I'm thinkin' that tonight's the night

Oh-oh-oh-oh

'Cause we gon' get some hoes tonight

[Verse 1: Krizz Kaliko]

Dippin' out fresh dressed, feelin' like a million bucks

Tryna find the kind of girl lying like "I ain't tryna fuck"

I pour another drink

And then another drink

Here come the damn fool and I ain't caring what you think

They making goo-goo eyes at me, man, trippin'

'Cause they lookin' at me like a hot piece of chicken

I'm steady sippin' tryna find something to dip in

I give her a kiss, and she bite her bottom lip in

So tell me what you will do

Tell me what you won't do

While I'm on upon you talkin' 'bout

Now, what your name is?

Yo, what your plan is?

Girl, where your man is? (hey!)

Forget about him

[Chorus: Krizz Kaliko]

Oh-oh-oh-oh

I'm thinkin' that tonight's the night

Oh-oh-oh-oh

'Cause we gon' get some hoes tonight

Oh-oh-oh-oh

I'm thinkin' that tonight's the night

Oh-oh-oh-oh

'Cause we gon' get some hoes tonight

[Verse 2: Kutt Calhoun]

What up? It's Kutt, your favorite rapper's alter ego

The truest, hoodiest, bloodiest you ever gon' see though

Cut from a different cloth, ain't tryna prove to these hoes

That I'm the shit, 'cause you can smell it on me, hoe

I ain't gon' pay your rent tonight

Ain't gon' buy your clothes for sure

Ain't flyin' you out of town when I got a woman right at home

Have you thinkin' you's my one and only, knowin' you's a foe

And I'm certainly not a womanizer, I don't have to go

To the extent of putting a 2 up on the 10, to reel 'em in

To get some head or take these funky hoes to dinner and I spend

I just grab them by the hand over, I bend and put it in

That's the line that seperates all the pretenders from the men

And they know it, servin' [?] niggas off for showin'

Their demeanor, either you born with it or you hopeless

So believe ya, better off with the second letter B

Seventh letter G, and we gon' beat the sheets up

Tonight's the night, and I'm thinkin' like

[Chorus: Krizz Kaliko]

Oh-oh-oh-oh

I'm thinkin' that tonight's the night

Oh-oh-oh-oh

'Cause we gon' get some hoes tonight

Oh-oh-oh-oh

I'm thinkin' that tonight's the night

Oh-oh-oh-oh

'Cause we gon' get some hoes tonight

[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]

Straight, I'm a bleaker street by number N9ne

Burberry shirt and 501s right on my behind

Never trippin' on them suckers tryna undermine

Even if it's freezing, we gon' party like it's summertime

We hit the gas searchin' for ladies with ass

Yeah, we 'bout to smash, got my pockets full of Mags

Place my red flag neatly on top of the dash

Now me and my niggas are about to go and blow some cash

At the strip joint

Man, ain't this point

We so popular, we have every one of these chicks boinked

By this drill teamer

Tech N9na will cream her

The Scorpio will pork these hoes and I got a real stinger

Ain't come for drama

Tech N9na, he a lover

But ain't tryna get with a bitch that's really tryna be a mother

Just give me a freak then N9na's geeky and know that he'll cut her

And when she suck my dick, she say it tastes like Shea butter

Hey, haha

[Chorus: Krizz Kaliko]

Oh-oh-oh-oh

I'm thinkin' that tonight's the night

Oh-oh-oh-oh

'Cause we gon' get some hoes tonight

Oh-oh-oh-oh

I'm thinkin' that tonight's the night

Oh-oh-oh-oh

'Cause we gon' get some hoes tonight