Take You Home [featuring Lil' Mo] - Fabolous, Lil' Mo

Yeah, F A B O L O U S

C’mon, ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, 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 your 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 till 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

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’m a make sho to take you

Where ever you dream a vacation to

You can push the gray station through

I’m a sit in the passanger, and rock Playstation 2

How the hell you have been tweekin' out?

How you been sneekin out?

Spent weekends out

She’ll be tired of trainin' that month

You probably be fakin' like you came and you ain’t even nut

Miss I’ll pipe you till you get a pain in yo gut

The kid’ll be responsible for changin' yo struck

Wherever you hurI I’m a 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 smilley

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’m a 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 with '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' your stomach with Cris, your lungz with Dro

I’ll have you sprung fa sho

It ain’t gon' be no limit where your 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

If I take you home