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Angie Martinez F/ Kelis Miscellaneous Take You Home [Intro: Angie Martinez] Yea... wooo! Uh, the animals are here Yea, Angie, coolin' Dre Uh alright, yes sir Here we go, yo, c'mon [Verse: Angie Martinez] I got a call from my girls around eight 'Bout that Friday spot Round 12 hit the highway stop - I need gas Car behind me, on my ass, speed past Turn the radio on it's my joint Got me amped, I need to dance Pull up in the truck and it ain't my man's You screaming "hey yo" you don't got a chance son You are speaking a language I don't understand Know the dude I hang wit, I don't hold his hand Cause me I'm free to choose It's possible to leave wit you When we get through, I drive passenger seat for you Let's ride, and when I arrive Walk past the line damn his ass is fine Some guy now we up in the spot, watch Place hot, couple of bottles, champagne popped (yeah yeah) And that's how we doin' it now I'm scheming while the DJ's movin' the crowd [Chorus: Kelis + (Angie)] (2x) I was wondering If I could take you home (if I could take you home) But would you still love me baby (would you still love me babe) If I could take you home [Verse: Angie Martinez] It's around 2 AM, the mood is trend The club is snug, I see him watching, love is love Caught him when I looked up, gave him a glance Promote-a-Chick walked over while I'm shaking her hand I'm looking over her Sorry but I'm waiting for this man Is what I told her, so she could leave No breaking up my plans No time for talking about shows Or dates that I could host Damn, he walking over to me, they breaking out the jokes My girls laughing, they see me already imagining He whispered in my ear Would I dance with him? I answered him He took my hand with him, dancing close I turned around and gave him my back, he passed a smoke He put his hand on my hip then my stomach, he must want it And I was really just 'bout to leave, his clique fronted Like they don't see that they man bout to tell 'em peace And to think I wasn't even gonna go out, see? [Chorus] [Verse: Angie Martinez] All I need is my lip gloss, ID, gum and I'm straight Especially if it's Envy in Bungalow Eight We making it hot on the dance floor today But my girls wanna leave cause there's nothing to take Nothing to meet, spot dead, nothing to see Then we all agree that we won't leave Cause some spots the papi's still come at three That's when I tell the DJ to run that please He dancing behind me, I feel what's under his jeans And I had one too many so I'm under his scheme I mean I'm cool and the gang, the music is playing Think I found what I'm looking for Ain't no purpose in waiting Almost time for breakfast Standing by the coat checkers Looking for my parking lot ticket, that's it! And this night just ended Can't say with who, what, or where but it'll definitely be remembered [Chorus] [Outro: Kelis] Would you be my boyfriend? {3X} For tonight only Would you be my boyfriend? {3X} For tonight |
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