Going Home With Me (feat. Keith Sweat & R.O.C.)

I'm the type you see at the bar, fresh behind the door

And every girl I talk to, yeah I'm trying to cut

I tell them all I'm chi chi, and it's nice to meet you

Real quick I tell her how she's got all the right features

The jams come on

And the glasses get refilled

We dancing, watch the relations build

Now I'm all up in the air, and she listening

At the same time I'm watching how you n***** listening

Bling bling

I'm thinking, its about time to go

Get the B out of valet, and start the late night show

***** hate, I know, but I dont stop I shine

I'm in the club every week, same place, same time

Same thing on the mind, party, party

So the hell with all that, we trying to find somebody

The right kind before the lights come off

I'm trying to take something home

Now if I buy you a drink, and you drink it up

Then, uh, you going home with me (and all my ***** say)

And if you talking at a party and we talk too much

Then, uh, you going home with me

Yeah, now if you came with a friend that don't wanna do my man

Than you need to give her your keys

Tell her to call you tomorrow, or give you a beep

'Cause tonight your going home with me

You know I'm nasty because my name's Jermaine

No, it's all about how I kick my game, you know?

I just flow with it, spend a little dough with it

Entertain, before you know, I'm in your brain doing my thing

Telling you how good you smell

Send you up for a drop top cruise through the A T L

Now when they tipsy, its risky, you dont know what youre facing

F*** around and end up like Anthony Mason

So I let them know a few things before we leave

Like its true, I tapes damn near everything

So don't even think about lying baby, or trying baby

To set me up for rape 'cause its all on tape

When you said cut the cake, how you fed me the grapes

What i did with the ice that made you shake, shake

Now when the nights over, and the girl is gone

I'm back up in the club singing the same damn song

And if I buy you a drink and you drink it up

Then, uh, you going home with me (and all my **** say)

And if you talking at a party and we talk too much

Then uh, you going home with me

Yeah, now if you came with a friend that don't wanna do my man

Then you need to give her your keys

Tell her to call you tomorrow, or give you a beep

'Cause tonight your going home with me

Now walk in, I'm the wrong man that you figured to trick

But I'm feeling your dress girl, and I'm loving your hips

But I'm bugging off this while you stuck on the wrist

Gold digger, huh, mommy? Oh you ain't that ****?

Aint that some s***? Suddenly you hugs and kisses

Got to be the dough ****, so obvious with it

I get G's to flash, T.V.'s in the dash

She sit back watching vibe ladies clockin' the ride

Luxury flows, lingerie ****, R.O.C. hit them more than Jose Conseco

Uh, RBI's, armor top fly

The brown skin slim, the nice braids, brown eyes

R.O.C. stay pimping from Jersey to Richmond

Y'all players waiting to ball like 6th men

I'm down with the game, point spread by a hundred

Speaking of hundreds, five is a nice way to slide it, lets ride

Now if i buy you a drink, than you drink it up

Then, uh, you going home with me (and all my ***** say)

And if you talking at a party and we talk too much

Then, uh, you going home with me

Yeah, now if you came with a friend that don't wanna do my man

Then you need to give her your keys

Tell her to call you tomorrow, or give you a beep

'Cause tonight your going home with me

Feeling that

If you think you're going, you're going home with me tonight