[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' [?] n***as 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 n***as 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