Take Me Home Lyrics - Terror Squad

Chorus: 

She want to take me home, lay me up inside her home 

She want to turn me on, breakfast in the mornin' 

She said "daddy let me take ya home, papi let me take ya home" 

And I said "Mami you can take me home if you let the whole crew get on" (bitch) 

Verse 1: 

I got this chick from Cali, profilin', she's whilin' 

She's gangsta, she knows that she's got it like that 

We was drivin on Crential and cruisin for food when she pulled up beside me sat off in the lap 

And I said "damn girl you actin like you don't know, never seen me before, 

never see the crins on MTV video? what you think TS stand for?" 

She said "Terrific Sex", yeah that's who and the diamonds is no vitar 

Used to be a broke nigga from the BX, now I'm rich got the world screamin Terror Squad 

Think about it now, everywhere we go, every other city we tour, they never say no 

Seems like every other night I got a different chick beggin me.... 

[Chorus] 

Verse 2: 

I was up in the club right as I'm Remy in my cup right 

And that's when I peeped him, he was lookin so fresh and so cleaned up 

From the fitted down to his sneakers 

I really do mean this I ain't never seen this, there was some people standin in between us 

I had to go over there so I could meet him I had him pimped up in the cut near the speakers 

If he got a girl I know she's heated 'cause right now I'm all he needin 

If he, crush me then trust me it's a guarantee that he's not leavin 

Told me he heard of me but don't know me and I liked him for some reason 

Invited him to my place, sat on his face and I ain't got a man so it ain't cheatin 

Think about it now, I don't gotta stress, I don't never really gotta press, they always say yes 

It seems like every other night I got a different nigga beggin me.... 

[Chorus (phone call)] 

[Verse 3: Armageddon] 

Yous a big girl, eat it up, now tell ya friend to hold your hair while you eatin' up 

A little hot, little drunk, little weeded up 

We in the truck and freakin off while the speakers bump 

I'm steady speedin up swervin the bumps 

I'm trynna fuck but I ain't trynna fuck the 23's up 

So I ease up, drunk and focused 

Trynna watch the road but yo the back seats heatin up 

And so I'm keepin' them, wish you could see them 

I know you hear them breathin like you been possessed by a demon 

I know you heated, wish you was here but, gotta go now have a good evening 

Hang up the phone now, have a good weekend 

Shorty just called the boat the front seat 

And I think she's about to go down for a season 

I know the horn ain't beep for no reason 

3 in the mornin and actin indecent 

She so horny damn this shit seems like every other night I got a group of chicks beggin me.... 

[Chorus 2x]