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Take You Home Lyrics - Animal House - Angie Martinez

Yeah 

The animals are here 

Yeah, Angie, coolin' Dre 

Alright, yes sir 

Here we go, yo, c'mon 

 

I got a call from my girls around eight about that Friday spot 

'Round 12 hit the highway stop, I need gas 

Car behind me on my ass, speed pass 

Turn the radio on that's my joint got me and I need to dance 

Pull up in the truck and it ain't my man's 

You screaming, "Hey yo, you don't got a chance 

Son, you are speaking a language I don't understand 

Know the dude I hang with, I don't hold his hand" 

 

'Cause, me, I'm free to choose, it's possible to leave with you 

When we get through, I drive passenger seat for you 

Let's ride at one I arrive 

Walked past the line, damn his ass is fine 

Some guy now we up in the spot 

Watch, place hot, couple of bottles, champagne popped 

And that's how we doing it now 

I'm scheming while the DJ's moving the crowd 

 

I was wondering if I could take you home 

Would ya still love me baby, if I could take you home 

I was wondering if I could take you home 

Would ya still love me baby, if I could take you home 

 

Alright, it's around 2 a.m., the mood is trend, the club is snug 

I see him watching, love is love 

Caught him when I looked up, gave him a glance 

Promotion chick walked over while I'm shaking her hand 

I'm looking over her, "Sorry but I'm waiting for this man" 

Is what I told her, so she could leave 

No breaking up my plans, no time for talking about shows 

Or dates that I could host 

Damn, he walking over to me, they breaking out the jokes 

 

My girls laughing, they see me already imagining 

He whispered in my ear, would I dance with him 

I answered him 

He took my hand with him, dancing close 

I turned around and gave him my back, he passed a smoke 

He put his hand on my hip, then my stomach, he must want it 

And I was really just 'bout to leave, his clique fronted 

Like they don't see that they man 'bout to tell 'em peace 

And to think I wasn't even gonna go out and see? 

 

I was wondering if I could take you home 

Would ya still love me baby, if I could take you home 

I was wondering if I could take you home 

Would ya still love me baby, if I could take you home 

 

All I need is my lip gloss, I.D., gum, and I'm straight 

Especially if it's Envy in bungalow eight 

We making it hot on the dance floor today 

But my girls wanna leave 'cause there's nothing to take 

Nothing to meet, spot dead, nothing to see 

Then we all agree that we won't leave 

'Cause some spots the papi's still come at three 

That's when I tell the DJ to run that please 

 

He dancing behind me, I feel what's under his jeans 

And I had one too many so I'm under his scheme 

I mean I'm cool and the gang, the music is playing 

Think I found what I'm looking for, no purpose in waiting 

Almost time for breakfast 

Standing by the coat checkers 

Looking for my parking lot ticket, that's it 

And this night just ended, can't say with who 

What, or where but it'll definitely be remembered 

 

I was wondering if I could take you home 

Would ya still love me baby, if I could take you home 

I was wondering if I could take you home 

Would ya still love me baby, if I could take you home 

 

Would you be my boyfriend? 

Would you be my boyfriend? 

Would you be my boyfriend 

For tonight? 

 

Would you be my boyfriend? 

Would you be my boyfriend? 

Would you be my boyfriend 

For tonight? 

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