Fabolous F- Lil` Mo Take You Home Lyrics

Take You Home 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 H.N.O. Kingsten

 I'm fuckin limbos, 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 Yay 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 cameraz

 Instead of the rearviews on the V, I know

 

 [Chrous] (Lil' Mo)

 I wonder if I take you home

 Would you still be my thug baby

 Because I need one tonight

 I wonder if I take you home

 Would you still be my thug baby

 Because I need one 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 thru

 I'ma sit in the passanger, and rock Playstation 2

 How da hell ??? been tweekin out

 How you been sneekin out, spent weekends out

 She'll be tired of trainin dat month

 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 struck

 Wherever you hurt, I'ma rub it down

 I be ready to smack it up, flip it in public now

 I know how to get you hot, I know how to hit yo spot

 If I take you home, I know how to keep you stylin

 I know how to keep you smilin if I take you home, let's go

 

 Repeat Chorus

 

 [Verse 3]

 I think it's just that ladies ???

 I'm in love with my red 6, and got a crush on a navy Caddy

 I like'em deepcut, bust, with crazy fatties

 They be wishin' I was just, they baby daddy

 I'm the one that make it real easy

 For you to just drop'em like he hot, like he Lil' Weezy

 I ain't gon never make you feel sleezy

 And I'ma put the roof up on the drop if it feel breezy

 I love the way you smerk and giggle, jerk and wiggle

 Throw yo legz up while I work the middle

 Already told me how you strictly be witt'em

 Now I'ma show you so much cash, that you'll quickly forget'em

 I'm young, but know I'll have you in a bungalow

 Fillin yo stomach wit Cris, yo lungz with dro

 I'll have you sprung fa sho

 It ain't gon be no limit where yo tongue will go, ya heard me?

 

 Repeat Chorus with ad libs til fade out