Yeah, F A B O L O U S C'mon, ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, yeah, c'mon (If I take you home, will you still be my thug baby?) You gotta love the way this playa be minglin' If you don't tell yo man mama, I ain't sayin' a thing and That nigga got you used to the H N O. Kingsten I'm fuckin limbos, lay on the wingfin' By the way I be blingin', the pay that I bring in Mind spendin' a day with the kingpin? Answer your cell, all day it been ringin' Tell that nigga, we on our way out to England Them hips and tips, the way they be swingin' The way the be jinglin', letz stay till the spring and Know I thugged you out, the way that you drinkin' And don't be scared cabby, the yay I be slingin' Ma, I'm where you wanna be, if not We can hop in a lid and fly where you wanna be Yea, you A G, the type that ryde with them cameraz Instead of the rearviews on the v, I know I wonder if I take you home Would you still be my thug baby? Because I need one tonight I wonder if I take you home Would you still be my thug baby? Because I need one tonight Allright, okay You just gotta stay patient boo I'm a make sho to take you Where ever you dream a vacation to You can push the gray station through I'm a sit in the passanger, and rock Playstation 2 How the hell you have been tweekin' out? How you been sneekin out? Spent weekends out She'll be tired of trainin' that month You probably be fakin' like you came and you ain't even nut Miss I'll pipe you till you get a pain in yo gut The kid'll be responsible for changin' yo struck Wherever you hurI I'm a rub it down I be ready to smack it up, flip it in public now I know how to get you hot, I know how to hit yo spot If I take you home, I know how to keep you stylin' I know how to keep you smilin' if I take you home, let's go I wonder if I take you home Would you still be my thug baby? Because I need one tonight I wonder if I take you home Would you still be my thug baby? Because I need one tonight I think it's just that ladies smilley I'm in love with my red 6, and got a crush on a navy caddy I like 'em deepcut, bust, with crazy fatties They be wishin' I was just, they baby daddy I'm the one that make it real easy For you to just drop'em like he hot, like he lil' weezy I ain't gon never make you feel sleezy And I'm a put the roof up on the drop if it feel breezy I love the way you smerk and giggle, jerk and wiggle Throw yo legz up while I work the middle Already told me how you strictly be with 'em Now I'ma show you so much cash, that you'll quickly forget 'em I'm young, but know I'll have you in a bungalow Fillin' your stomach with Cris, your lungz with Dro I'll have you sprung fa sho It ain't gon' be no limit where your tongue will go, ya heard me? I wonder if I take you home Would you still be my thug baby? Because I need one tonight I wonder if I take you home Would you still be my thug baby? Because I need one tonight If I take you home © MR MANATTI MUSIC; EMI BLACKWOOD MUSIC INC.; NO QUESTION ENTERTAINMENT; FORCEFUL MUSIC; CAREERS-BMG MUSIC PUBLISHING INC; EMI APRIL MUSIC INC.; J BRASCO; DURO MUSIC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com