Various Artists (verzamel cd's)
Various Artists (verzamel cd's) - Get Me Home songtekst
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Yeah Firm biz, what it is, Blackstreet Na na, steady rise, peep this out Gotta get you home with me tonight Gotta get you home 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 jewels you go for the ice Plus you wear the shoes well, the suit's 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 man's for you When it's all said and done, I got plans for you, he said "Ooh baby, I gotta get you home with me tonight Ooh baby, I gotta get you home with me tonight" 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 Exorcist", 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 man's for you When it's all said and done, I got plans for you, he said "Ooh baby, gotta get you home with me tonight Ooh baby, gotta get you home with me tonight" 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 parlay Jumped in the passenger seat, relaxed my feet As he threw on Blackstreet 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 leg With sex in his eyes, he turned and then he said "Ooh baby, gotta get you home with me tonight Ooh baby, gotta get you home with me tonight" Ooh baby, gotta get you home with me tonight Ooh baby, gotta get you home with me tonight Ooh baby