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  • Life In 1472

    Going Home With Me

    [jd talking to r.o.c.][jd]
    I’m feelin’ that 2x, is you wit’ me?
    I’m the type you see at the bar, fresh, buyin’ it up
    And every girl I talk to, yeah I’m tryin’ to cut
    I tell’em all I’m chi chi and it’s nice to meet ya
    Real quick, I tell how she got all the right features
    The jams come on and the glasses get refilled
    We dance and watch the relations build
    Now I’m all up in her ear and she listenin’
    At the same time, watchin’ how a nigga glistenin’
    Bling! bling! I’m thinkin’ it’s bout time to go
    Get the b out of valet and start the late night show
    Niggas hate, I know but I don’t stop I shine
    I’m in the club every week, same place, same time
    Same thing on the mind, party! party!
    So the hell with all that, we tryin’ to find somebody
    The right kind ’fore the lights come off
    Shit, I’m tryin’ to take sumpin’ home

    Now if I buy you a drink and you drink it up
    Then, uh, you goin’ home with me (and all my niggas say)
    And if you talkin’ at a party and we talk too much
    Then, uh, we goin’ home with me
    Now if you came with a friend that don’t wanna do my man
    Then you need to give her your keys
    Tell her to call you tomorrow or give you a beep
    Cause tonight, you going home with me, ya heard?

    Now, is it because my name’s jermaine? no
    It’s all about how I kick my game, you know?
    I just flow with it, spend a little dough with it
    Entertain, before you know, I’m in your brain doing my thang
    Tellin’ you how good you smell
    Send you up for a drop top cruise through the a-t-l
    Now when they tipsy, it’s risky, you don’t know what you facin’
    Fuck around and end up like anthony mason
    So I let’em know a few things before we leave
    Like, it’s true, I tapes damn near everything
    So don’t even think about lyin’, baby
    Or try baby, to set me up for rape cause it’s all on tape
    Where you said put the cake
    How you fed me the grapes
    What I did with the ice that made you shake, shake
    Now when the night’s over and the girl is gone
    I’m back up in the club singin’ the same damn song


    Now, walk in, I’m the grown man that you figure to trick
    But I’m feelin’ your dress, girl and lovin’ your hips
    But I’m buggin’ off this, why you stuck on the wrist?
    Golddigger, huh, mommy? oh, you ain’t that bitch?
    Ain’t that some shit? suddenly, you hugs and kisses
    Gotta be the dough you holdin’ so obvious wit’ it
    I get g’s to flash, t.v.’s in the dash
    See sinbad, watchin’ vibe, ladies clockin’ to ride
    Luxury flows, lengerie hoes, r.o.c. hit’em mo’ than jose conseco
    Uh, rbi’s, orange top fly, the brown skin, slim
    The nice braids, brown eyes
    R.o.c.’s stay pimpin’ from jersey to richmond
    Y’all playas waitin’ to ball like 6th men
    I’m done with the game, point spread by a hundred
    Speakin’ of hundreds, five’s is a nice way to slide it, let’s ride


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