You Won't See Me Tonight
Nas f/ Aaliyah

Verse 1:
I'm the most wanted baby father
Save the drama
We toast when I wine and dine ya
All you need is me
I won't stress you, but bless you
Mentally and sexual
We both intellectual
Can't forget how I met you
You thought I was a boxer, Prince Nasim
But I'm the mobster, Nas from Queens
And when I gotcha, you ridin' with me
You keep askin', "When do you have time for me."
I'm never free
Always on the move, bidness oriented
Lifestyle expensive, attract women
You wanna search my pockets, and act all wild
Say I hurt your heart, ask how could I smile
Wanna call back all my numbers
Star 6-9 me
Check my car for rubbers, but quit tryin'
Before you find what you lookin' for and get to cryin'
You always sayin' what you gon' do if you catch me lyin'

Chorus:
You won't see me tonight
You won't see me tomorrow
I'll be gone by daylight
And you'll be so full of sorrow
You'll go tell all your friends
How you call and I follow
But you won't see me tonight
No, you won't see me tomorrow

Verse 2:
Caramel kisses of Jezebel's sister
I feel no guilt when I twist ya
Turn the other cheek when I see the next freak witcha
You got your name on his lease, copy his keys
That's your lil' spot where you rest your wig piece
Go 'head and live baby, I know you his lady
You page me when you got the day free
But I be out with my peeps in them system jeeps
you wanna lay up in the sheets of presidential suites
Like I'll massage you while you massage me, mami
But can you hang with a young man who's doin' his thang?
Speak up
I wanna know if you can keep up
Timberland boots for girls, with the tree stump
Baggy sweatsuits, mystery what's underneath them
They for my eyes only
You call me when you lonely
But I like to make the baddest girls wait
I got G baby

Bridge:
(Aaliyah)  Call you on a Monday
(Nas)  I'll call you back, baby
(Aaliyah)  Call you on a Tuesday
(Nas)  My cell is off, baby
(Aaliyah)  Call you on a Wednesday
(Nas)  I'm outta town, baby
(Aaliyah)  You won't be back 'til Thursday
(Nas)  I'll page you back, baby
(repeat)

Chorus

Verse 3:
Thinking of me, you gettin' the chills
Like a rush through your body when you think how it feels
Give me a call and' my voice give you butterflies in your tummy
Tell your friends you in love with Nas, not his money
And I'll prove I'm a man of my word, handed you furs
Iceberg
Everything on this planet Earth a woman desires
You make a good wife to most men
I know I got you open
But you just my close friend
Get it baby?

Chorus (twice)