| Lyrics: | [Verse 1]
Yeah, F-A, B-O, L-O, U-S
C'mon, ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, yeah, yeah, c'mon
(If I
take you home, will you still be my thug baby)
You gotta love the way this playa be minglin
If you don't tell yo man mama, I ain't sayin a thing and
That nigga got you used to the
A-train on Kingston
I'm fuckin on Lambo's, lay on the wingfin
By the way I be blingin, the
pay that I bring in
Mind spendin a day with the kingpin?
Answer yo cell, all day it been
ringin
Tell that nigga, we on our way out to England
Them hips and tips, the way they be
swingin
The way the be jinglin, letz stay til the spring and
Know I thugged you out, the
way that you drinkin
And don't be scared cabby, the yea I be slingin
Ma, I'm where you
wanna be, if not
We can hop in a lid and fly where you wanna be
Yea, you a G, the type
that ryde with them cameras
Instead of the rearviews on the V, I know
[Chrous] (Lil'
Mo)
I wonder if I take you home
Would you still be in love baby
Because I need you
tonight
I wonder if I take you home
Would you still be in love baby
Because I need
you tonight
[Verse 2]
Allright, okay...
You just gotta stay patient boo
I'ma
make sho to take you, where eva you dream a vacation to
You can push the grey station through
I'ma sit in the passenger, and rock Playstation 2
How da hell ??? been tweakin out
How you been sneakin out, spent weekends out
She'll be tired of trainin dat mutt
You
probably be fakin like you came and you ain't even nut
Miss I'll pipe you til you get a pain in
yo gut
The kid'll be responsible for changin yo strut
Wherever you hurt, I'ma rub it down
I be ready to back it up, fli |
