Текст песни Blackstreet - Gotta Get You Home, слова песни Blackstreet

Текст песни Blackstreet - Gotta Get You Home

Blackstreet - Gotta Get You Home слова песни

Hold up lets take it from the top I foxGets my swirve on. floss pure rocksIn the six drop boo and it dont stopSee money lookin alright, yeah what up pop? Across the room throwin signals,Im throwin em backFlirtin cause I digs you like thatPeep baby boys style, hopin we matchHe sent me crown royal with a note attachedIt said you look like the type that know what you like,I can tell by the jewels you go for the icePlus you wear shoes well the suits flows niceI dont like the notes to well lets be more preciseMeet me by the vip lets pow wowWhispered in my ear like boo lets bounce nowIm bout to say peace to my mans for youWhen its all said and done I got plans for youHe said..ChorusBlackstreet:Oooooh baby, gotta get you home with me tonightUh oh, uh ohOooooh baby, gotta get you home with me tonightBaby I need you here tonightAt the bar high postFrontin I toastGettin my flirt on playa aint nothinHe tryin say the right word to get inside of hereJackpot when he said his bullshit in hereAnd his smile blind like the shine on his necklaceMind tellin me noBody tellin me exitBrests said yes give me more wet kissesUh twist my body like the exorsistHey the way he liked his lips he was mackinTrue thug passionIm like slow down before you crashinNevermind him, he aint thinkin bout youOr the way we sex on the villa up in malibuMarry who? daddi pleaseIm takin it all from the stash to the kis (kilos)Now let me see,Boo Im bout to debt my mans for youWhen its all said and done I got plans for youHe said...ChorusGrabbed me by the hand and led the wayOutside of the club talkin to valleMind started to strayKnow your miles awayContemplating goin back to his crib to parleJumped in the passenger seat relaxed my feet,As he threw on blackstreet casuallyAnd we cruised the metro on premium petroEyes sized up my thighs and couldnt let goTa tas perkin, your makin me high like tonyWork me, take me Im hotI thought for a minute and then my mind wentSex all around the car isnt it ironic? Back to reality, soul to soulBreathin heavily but still in controlBust the shy girl role put my hand on his legWith sex in his eyes he turned and then he said...Chorus

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Gotta Get You Home

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