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Текст (слова) песни: Terror Squad - Take Me Home

[Chorus]
She wanna take me home and lay me up inside her home
She wanna 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: Fat Joe]
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 Crenshaw and cruisin for food when
she pulled up beside me sat off in a `Lac
And I said "Damn girl you actin like you don`t know never seen me before
episode of cribs on MTV, video what you think TS stand for?"
She said "Terrific Sex", yeah that`s who and the diamonds is no facade
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: Remy Martin]
I was up in the club right had some 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 `cuz 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]
You`s 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 tryna fuck, but I ain`t tryna 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]

 

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