Yeah
I, I
Firm biz, what is, Blackstreet (I, I)
Ooh (Na Na, steady rise, peace, dada), baby
I gotta get you home with me tonight (gotta get you home, come on)

Hold up, let's take it from the top, I, Fox
Gets my swerve on, floss pure rocks
In the six drop, boo, and it don't stop
See money lookin alright, yeah what up, pap'?
'Cross the room throwin' signals, I'm throwin' 'em back
Flirtin', 'cause I digs you like that
Peep baby boy style, hopin' we match
You sent me Crown Royale with a note attached
You said, "You look like the type that know what you like"
I could tell by the je-wels you go for the ice
Plus you wear the shoes well, the suits flows nice
I don't like the notes too well, let's be more precise
Meet me by the VIP let's pow wow
Whisper in my ear like, "Boo, let's bounce now"
I'm 'bout to say peace to my mans for you
When it's all said and done, I got plans for you (gotta get you home tonight)
He said

Ooh, baby, gotta get you home with me
Gotta get you home with me tonight (uh oh, uh oh)
Ooh, baby, oh
Gotta get you home with me tonight, c'mon, c'mon

At the bar high-post, frontin', I toast
Gettin' my flirt on, playa, ain't nuttin'
You tryin to say the right words to get us out of here
Jackpot, what he said, "It's bullshit in here"
And his smile blind like the shine on his necklace
Mind tellin me no, body tellin me exit
Breasts said yes, give me more wet kisses, uh
Twist my body like the Excorist, hey (come on)
The way he licked his lips, he was mackin
True thug passion, I'm like, "Slow down before you crashin"
Never mind him, he ain't thinkin 'bout you
Or the way we sex, on the villa up in Malibu
Marry who? Daddy please
I'm takin it all from the stash to the keys
So let me see, boo, I'm bout to dead my mans for you
When it's all said and done, I got plans for you (oh, baby)
He said

Ooh, baby (I need you right here in my life)
I gotta get you home with me tonight
Gotta get you home with me tonight (uh-oh, uh-oh)
Ooh, baby (baby, I need you)
Gotta get you home with me tonight (right here)

Grabbed me by the hand and led the way
Outside of the club, talkin' to Valet
Mind started to stray, million miles away
Contemplatin' goin back to his crib to parlay
Jumped in the passenger seat, relaxed my feet
As he threw on Blackstreet, casually
And we cruised the metro on premium petrol
Eyes sized up my thighs and couldn't let go
Tata's perkin', you're makin' me high
Like Toni, work me, take me, I'm hot
I thought for a second and then my mind went
Sex all around the car, isn't it ironic? (Haha)
Back to reality, the soul to soul
Breathin' heavily but still in control
Lost the shy girl role, put my hand on his leg
With sex in his eyes, he turned and then he said (tonight, baby)

Ooh, baby (c'mon, c'mon, Foxy, c'mon)
I gotta get you home with me tonight
Whatever you want me to do (uh oh, uh oh)
Ooh, baby (do it for you baby, ah, yeah)
Gotta get you home with me tonight (I need it in my life, oh-oh, yeah)
Ooh, baby (I, I gotta get you home tonight)
I gotta get you home with me tonight (I, I gotta get you home tonight)
Ooh, baby (I, I gotta get you home tonight)
I gotta get you home with me tonight (I, I gotta get you home tonight)

Copyright: Cloud9, Downtown Music Publishing, JELLYBEAN MUSIC GROUP, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): James Horton, Jean Claude Olivier, Ronald Broomfield, Samuel J. Barnes, Shawn Carter