Foxy Brown - Get Me Home 
[Foxy] Yeah... (ahhh *echoes*) 
Firm biz, what is, Blackstreet 
Na Na, steady rise, peep this out 
(Oooh, *bab-bayyy*, gotta get you home with me tonight) 
(*gotta get you home*) 

Verse One: 
Hold up, let`s take it from the top, I Fox 
Gets my swerve on, floss pure rocks 
In the six drop boo and it don`t stop 
See money lookin alright, yeah what up Pop 
`Cross the room throwin signals I`m throwin em back 
Flirt-in cause I, digs you like that 
Peep baby boy style, hopin we match 
You sent me Crown Royale with a note attached 
It said, "You look like the type that, know what you like" 
I could tell by the je-wels you go for the ice 
Plus you wear the shoes well, the suits flows nice 
I don`t like the notes too well, let`s be more precise 
Meet me by the VIP let`s pow-pow 
Whisper in my ear like, "Boo let`s bounce now" 
I`m `bout to say peace to my mans for you 
When it`s all said and done I got plans for you 
He said (gotta get you home tonight) 
Chorus: Blackstreet 
Oooooh baby *gotta get you home with me* 
Gotta get you home with me tonight (uh-oh, uh-oh) 
Oooooh baby, ohhhh 
Gotta get you home with me tonight, c`mon, c`mon 
Verse Two: Foxy Brown 
At the bar high-post, frontin, I toast 
Gettin my flirt on, playa, ain`t nuttin 
You tryin to say the right words to get us out of here 
Jackpot, what he said, "It`s bullshit in here" 
And his smile blind like the shine on his necklace 
Mind tellin me no, body tellin me exit 
Breasts said yes, give me more wet kisses, uhh 
Twist my body like the Excorist, hey 
The way he licked his lips he was mackin 
True thug passion, I`m like, "Slow down before you crashin" 
Never mind him, he ain`t thinkin `bout you 
or the way we sex, on the villa up in Malibu 
Marry who?Daddy please 
I`m takin it all from the stash to the keys 
So let me see, boo I`m bout to dead my mans for you 
When it`s all said and done I got plans for you 
He said (oh bay-beeee) 
Chorus: Blackstreet 
Ooooooh baby, I need you want you in my life 
Gotta get you home with me tonight 
Gotta get you home with me tonigh-iyiight (uh-oh, uh-oh) 
Ooooooh baby, baby I need you 
Gotta get you home with me tonight 
Right here 
Verse Three: Foxy Brown 
Grabbed me by the hand and led the way 
Outside of the club talkin to Valet 
Mind started to stray, million miles away 
Contemplatin goin back to his crib to par-lay 
Jumped in the passenger seat, relaxed my feet 
As he threw on Blacksteet casually 
And we cruised the metro, on premium petrol 
I sized up my thighs and couldn`t let go 
Ta-Ta`s perkin, You`re Makin Me High 
like Toni, work me, take me I`m hot 
I thought for a second and then my mind went 
Sex all around the car, isn`t it ironic? 
Back to Reality, the Soul II Soul 
Breathin heavily but still in control 
Wants the shy girl role, put my hand on his lef 
With sex in his eyes, he turned and then he said 
Chorus: Blackstreet 
Tonight baby 
Ooooooh baby, c`mon c`mon Foxy c`mon 
Gotta get you home with me tonight 
Whatever you want me to do (uh-oh, uh-oh) 
Ooooooh baby, do it for you baby 
I need it in my life 
Gotta get you home with me tonight 
Ayyaiiayy, ooooooh baby, gotta get you home tonight 
Gotta get you home with me tonight 
*etc.*