Lirik Lagu Going Home With Me - Jermaine Dupri
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featuring Keith Sweat R.O.C.
[JD talking to R.O.C.]
[JD]I'm feelin' that 2x is you wit' me?I'm the type you see at the bar fresh buyin' it upAnd every girl I talk to yeah I'm tryin' to cutI tell'em all I'm Chi Chi and it's nice to meet yaReal quick I tell how she got all the right featuresThe jams come on and the glasses get refilledWe dance and watch the relations buildNow I'm all up in her ear and she listenin'At the same time, watchin' how a nigga glistenin'BLING! BLING! I'm thinkin' it's bout time to goGet the B out of valet and start the late night showNiggas hate, I know but I don't stop I shineI'm in the club every week, same place, same timeSame thing on the mind, PARTY! PARTY!So the hell with all that, we tryin' to find somebodyThe right kind 'fore the lights come offShit, I'm tryin' to take sumpin' home
[Chorus]Now if I buy you a drink and you drink it upThen, uh, you goin' home with me (and all my niggas say)And if you talkin' at a party and we talk too muchThen, uh, we goin' home with meNow if you came with a friend that don't wanna do my manThen you need to give her your keysTell her to call you tomorrow or give you a beepCause tonight, you going home with me, ya heard?
[JD]Now, is it because my name's Jermaine? noIt's all about how I kick my game, you know?I just flow with it, spend a little dough with itEntertain, before you know, I'm in your brain doing my thangTellin' you how good you smellSend you up for a drop top cruise through the A-T-LNow when they tipsy, it's risky, you don't know what you facin'Fuck around and end up like Anthony MasonSo I let'em know a few things before we leaveLike, "it's true, I tapes damn near everything"So don't even think about lyin', babyOr try baby, to set me up for rape cause it's all on tapeWhere you said put the cakeHow you fed me the grapesWhat I did with the ice that made you shake, shakeNow when the night's over and the girl is goneI'm back up in the club singin' the same damn song
[Chorus]
Now, walk in, I'm the grown man that you figure to trickBut I'm feelin' your dress, girl and lovin' your hipsBut I'm buggin' off this, "Why you stuck on the wrist?"Golddigger, huh, mommy? Oh, you ain't that bitch?Ain't that some shit? Suddenly, you hugs and kissesGotta be the dough you holdin' so obvious wit' itI get G's to flash, T.V.'s in the dashSee Sinbad, watchin' Vibe, ladies clockin' to rideLuxury flows, lengerie hoes, R.O.C. hit'em mo' than Jose ConsecoUh, RBI's, orange top fly, the brown skin, slimThe nice braids, brown eyesR.O.C.'s stay pimpin' from Jersey to RichmondY'all playas waitin' to ball like 6th menI'm done with the game, point spread by a hundredSpeakin' of hundreds, five's is a nice way to slide it, let's ride
[Chorus]
[JD talking to R.O.C.]
[JD]I'm feelin' that 2x is you wit' me?I'm the type you see at the bar fresh buyin' it upAnd every girl I talk to yeah I'm tryin' to cutI tell'em all I'm Chi Chi and it's nice to meet yaReal quick I tell how she got all the right featuresThe jams come on and the glasses get refilledWe dance and watch the relations buildNow I'm all up in her ear and she listenin'At the same time, watchin' how a nigga glistenin'BLING! BLING! I'm thinkin' it's bout time to goGet the B out of valet and start the late night showNiggas hate, I know but I don't stop I shineI'm in the club every week, same place, same timeSame thing on the mind, PARTY! PARTY!So the hell with all that, we tryin' to find somebodyThe right kind 'fore the lights come offShit, I'm tryin' to take sumpin' home
[Chorus]Now if I buy you a drink and you drink it upThen, uh, you goin' home with me (and all my niggas say)And if you talkin' at a party and we talk too muchThen, uh, we goin' home with meNow if you came with a friend that don't wanna do my manThen you need to give her your keysTell her to call you tomorrow or give you a beepCause tonight, you going home with me, ya heard?
[JD]Now, is it because my name's Jermaine? noIt's all about how I kick my game, you know?I just flow with it, spend a little dough with itEntertain, before you know, I'm in your brain doing my thangTellin' you how good you smellSend you up for a drop top cruise through the A-T-LNow when they tipsy, it's risky, you don't know what you facin'Fuck around and end up like Anthony MasonSo I let'em know a few things before we leaveLike, "it's true, I tapes damn near everything"So don't even think about lyin', babyOr try baby, to set me up for rape cause it's all on tapeWhere you said put the cakeHow you fed me the grapesWhat I did with the ice that made you shake, shakeNow when the night's over and the girl is goneI'm back up in the club singin' the same damn song
[Chorus]
Now, walk in, I'm the grown man that you figure to trickBut I'm feelin' your dress, girl and lovin' your hipsBut I'm buggin' off this, "Why you stuck on the wrist?"Golddigger, huh, mommy? Oh, you ain't that bitch?Ain't that some shit? Suddenly, you hugs and kissesGotta be the dough you holdin' so obvious wit' itI get G's to flash, T.V.'s in the dashSee Sinbad, watchin' Vibe, ladies clockin' to rideLuxury flows, lengerie hoes, R.O.C. hit'em mo' than Jose ConsecoUh, RBI's, orange top fly, the brown skin, slimThe nice braids, brown eyesR.O.C.'s stay pimpin' from Jersey to RichmondY'all playas waitin' to ball like 6th menI'm done with the game, point spread by a hundredSpeakin' of hundreds, five's is a nice way to slide it, let's ride
[Chorus]
