Luyện nghe bài hát Going Home With Me

I'm that
I'm feelin' that, is you me?

I'm the you see at the bar, fresh, buyin' it up
And girl I talk to, yeah I'm tryin' to cut
I tell 'em all I'm Chi Chi and it's nice to ya
Real quick, I tell how she got all the features

The come on and the glasses get refilled
We dance and watch the relations
Now I'm all up in her ear and she
At the same time, watchin' how a nigga

Bling, bling, I'm thinkin' it's bout to go
Get the B out of valet and start the night show
Niggas hate, I know but I stop I shine
I'm in the club every week, place, same time

thing on the mind, party
So the with all that, we tryin' to find somebody
The kind 'fore the lights come off
Shit, I'm tryin' to take sumpin'

Now if I buy you a and you drink it up
Then, uh, you goin' home me
And if you at a party and we talk too much
Then, uh, we goin' with me

Now if you came with a friend that don't do my man
Then you need to her your keys
Tell her to call you or give you a beep
'Cause tonight, you going home me, ya heard?

Now, is it because my Jermaine? No
It's all about how I my game, you know?
I just flow with it, spend a little dough it
Entertain, before you know, I'm in your brain doing my

you how good you smell
Send you up for a drop top through the A-T-L
Now when they tipsy, risky, you don't know what you facin'
Fuck around and end up Anthony Mason

So I let'em know a few things before we
Like, "It's true, I tapes damn everything"
So don't even about lyin', baby
Or try baby, to set me up for rape it's all on tape

you said put the cake, how you fed me the grapes
What I did the ice that made you shake, shake
Now when the night's and the girl is gone
I'm back up in the singin' the same damn song

Now if I buy you a drink and you it up
Then, uh, you home with me
And if you at a party and we talk too much
Then, uh, we goin' home me

Now if you came with a friend that wanna do my man
you need to give her your keys
Tell her to call you or give you a beep
'Cause tonight, you going home with me, ya

Now, walk in, I'm the grown man you figure to trick
But I'm your dress, girl and lovin' your hips
But I'm buggin' off this, "Why you on the wrist?"
Golddigger, huh, Oh, you ain't that bitch?

Ain't that some shit? Suddenly, you hugs and
Gotta be the dough you so obvious wit' it
I get G's to flash, T.V.'s in the
See Sinbad, watchin' Vibe, ladies clockin' to

Luxury flows, hoes
R.O.C. hit'em mo' than Jose
Uh, RBI's, top fly, the brown skin, slim
The braids, brown eyes

R.O.C.'s stay pimpin' from to Richmond
playas waitin' to ball like 6th men
I'm with the game, point spread by a hundred
Speakin' of hundreds, five's is a nice way to slide it, let's

Now if I buy you a drink and you it up
Then, uh, you goin' home me
And if you talkin' at a party and we too much
Then, uh, we goin' with me

Now if you came with a friend don't wanna do my man
Then you need to her your keys
Tell her to call you tomorrow or give you a
'Cause tonight, you going home me, ya heard?