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Lyrics for Gotta Get You Home by Blackstreet:
| | | Artist: | Blackstreet |
| | Album: | Miscellaneous | | Track: | Gotta Get You Home | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 109 | | | | Lyrics: | Foxy Brown feat. BLACKstreet
Hold up let's take it from the top I Fox
Gets my
swirve on. Floss pure rocks
In the six drop boo and it don't stop
See money lookin
alright, yeah What up pop?
Across the room throwin signals,
I'm throwin 'em back
Flirtin cause I digs you like that
Peep baby boy's style, Hopin we match
He sent
me Crown Royal with a note attached
It said 'You look like the type that know what you like,
I can tell by the jewels you go for the ice
Plus you wear shoes well the suits flows
nice
I don't like the notes to well lets be more precise
Meet me by the VIP let's pow
wow'
Whispered in my ear like boo lets 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..
Chorus
BLACKstreet:
oooooh baby, gotta get you home with me tonight
uh oh, uh oh
oooooh baby, gotta get you home with me tonight
Baby I need you here tonight
At the bar high post
Frontin I toast
Gettin my flirt on playa ain't nothin
He tryin say the right word to get inside of here
Jackpot when he said his bullshit in
here
And his smile blind like the shine on his necklace
Mind tellin me no
Body
tellin me exit
Brests said yes give me more wet kisses
Uh twist my body like the
exorsist
Hey the way he liked his lips he was mackin'
True thug passion
I'm like
slow down before you crashin'
Nevermind him, he ain't thinkin 'bout you
Or the way we
sex on the villa up in Malibu
Marry who? Daddi please
I'm takin it all from the stash to
the ki's (kilos)
Now let me see,
Boo I'm 'bout to debt my mans for you
When it's
all said and done I got plans for you
He said...
Chorus
Grabbed me by
the hand and led the way
Outside of the club talkin to Valle
Mind started to stray
Know your miles away
Contemplating goin back to his crib to parle
Jumped in the
passenger seat relaxed my feet,
as he threw on Blackstreet casually
And we cruised the
metro on premium petro
Eyes sized up my thighs and couldn't let go
Ta ta's perkin, your
makin me high like Tony
work me, take me I'm hot
I thought for a minute and then my mind
went
Sex all around the car isn't it ironic?
Back to reality, soul to soul
Breathin heavily but still in control
Bust the shy girl role put my hand on his leg
With sex in his eyes he turned and then he said...
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