Angie Martinez F- Kelis Take You Home Lyrics

Take You Home Lyrics

[Intro: Angie Martinez]

 Yea... wooo!

 Uh, the animals are here

 Yea, Angie, coolin' Dre

 Uh alright, yes sir

 Here we go, yo, c'mon

 

 [Verse: Angie Martinez]

 I got a call from my girls around eight

 'Bout that Friday spot

 Round 12 hit the highway stop - I need gas

 Car behind me, on my ass, speed past

 Turn the radio on it's my joint 

 Got me amped, 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 wit, I don't hold his hand

 Cause me I'm free to choose

 It's possible to leave wit you

 When we get through, I drive passenger seat for you

 Let's ride, and when I arrive

 Walk past the line damn his ass is fine

 Some guy now we up in the spot, watch

 Place hot, couple of bottles, champagne popped (yeah yeah)

 And that's how we doin' it now

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

 

 [Chorus: Kelis + (Angie)] (2x)

 I was wondering 

 If I could take you home (if I could take you home)

 But would you still love me baby (would you still love me babe)

 If I could take you home

 

 [Verse: Angie Martinez]

 It's around 2 AM, 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

 Promote-a-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, see?

 

 [Chorus]

 

 [Verse: Angie Martinez]

 All I need is my lip gloss, ID, 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

 Ain't 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

 

 [Chorus]

 

 [Outro: Kelis]

 Would you be my boyfriend? {3X}

 For tonight only

 Would you be my boyfriend? {3X}

 For tonight