Fabolous, Lil’ Mo - Take You Home lyrics

Fabolous [John David Jackson]

[Fabolous, Lil’ Mo - Take You Home lyrics]

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 A train on Kingston
I'm fuckin on Lambo's, 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 carryin 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 cameras
Instead of the rearviews on the V, I know

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

Allright, okay
You just gotta stay patient boo
I'mma make sho to take you
Where eva you dream a vacation to
You can push the grey station through
I'mma 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 mutt
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 strut
Wherever you hurt, I'mma 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

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

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 D cup, bust, wit 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'mma 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'mma 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?

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

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