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Текст песни Jermaine Dupri f Keith Sweat, R.O.C. - Going Home With Me

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[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 upAnd every girl I talk to, yeah I`m tryin` to cutI tell`em all I`m Chi Chi and it`s nice to meet yaReal quick, I tell how she got all the right featuresThe jams come on and the glasses get refilledWe dance and watch the relations buildNow 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 goGet the B out of valet and start the late night showNiggas hate, I know but I don`t stop I shineI`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 somebodyThe right kind `fore the lights come offShit, I`m tryin` to take sumpin` home[Chorus]Now if I buy you a drink and you drink it upThen, uh, you goin` home with me (and all my niggas say)And if you talkin` at a party and we talk too muchThen, uh, we goin` home with meNow if you came with a friend that don`t wanna do my manThen you need to give her your keysTell her to call you tomorrow or give you a beepCause tonight, you going home with me, ya heard?[JD]Now, is it because my name`s Jermaine? noIt`s all about how I kick my game, you know?I just flow with it, spend a little dough with itEntertain, before you know, I`m in your brain doing my thangTellin` you how good you smellSend you up for a drop top cruise through the A-T-LNow when they tipsy, it`s risky, you don`t know what you facin`Fuck around and end up like Anthony MasonSo I let`em know a few things before we leaveLike, "it`s true, I tapes damn near everything"So don`t even think about lyin`, babyOr try baby, to set me up for rape cause it`s all on tapeWhere you said put the cakeHow you fed me the grapesWhat I did with the ice that made you shake, shakeNow when the night`s over and the girl is goneI`m back up in the club singin` the same damn song[Chorus]Now, walk in, I`m the grown man that you figure to trickBut I`m feelin` your dress, girl and lovin` your hipsBut 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 kissesGotta be the dough you holdin` so obvious wit` itI get G`s to flash, T.V.`s in the dashSee Sinbad, watchin` Vibe, ladies clockin` to rideLuxury flows, lengerie hoes, R.O.C. hit`em mo` than Jose ConsecoUh, RBI`s, orange top fly, the brown skin, slimThe nice braids, brown eyesR.O.C.`s stay pimpin` from Jersey to RichmondY`all playas waitin` to ball like 6th menI`m done with the game, point spread by a hundredSpeakin` of hundreds, five`s is a nice way to slide it, let`s ride[Chorus]

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