Take You Home

Yeah

The animals are here

Yeah, Angie, coolin' Dre

Alright, yes sir

Here we go, yo, c'mon

I got a call from my girls around eight about that Friday spot

'Round 12 hit the highway stop, I need gas

Car behind me on my ass, speed pass

Turn the radio on that's my joint got me and 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 with, I don't hold his hand"

'Cause, me, I'm free to choose, it's possible to leave with you

When we get through, I drive passenger seat for you

Let's ride at one I arrive

Walked past the line, damn his ass is fine

Some guy now we up in the spot

Watch, place hot, couple of bottles, champagne popped

And that's how we doing it now

I'm scheming while the DJ's moving the crowd

I was wondering if I could take you home

Would ya still love me baby, if I could take you home

I was wondering if I could take you home

Would ya still love me baby, if I could take you home

Alright, it's around 2 a.m., 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

Promotion 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 and see?

I was wondering if I could take you home

Would ya still love me baby, if I could take you home

I was wondering if I could take you home

Would ya still love me baby, if I could take you home

All I need is my lip gloss, I.D., 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, 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

I was wondering if I could take you home

Would ya still love me baby, if I could take you home

I was wondering if I could take you home

Would ya still love me baby, if I could take you home

Would you be my boyfriend?

Would you be my boyfriend?

Would you be my boyfriend

For tonight?

Would you be my boyfriend?

Would you be my boyfriend?

Would you be my boyfriend

For tonight?