Luyện nghe bài hát Take Me Home

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Record one

Let me you home
She wanna take me home and lay me up inside her
She wanna turn me on, in the morn'
And she said, "Daddy, let me take ya
Papi, let me ya home"
And I said, "Mami, you can take me
If you let the whole crew get on",

I got this chick Cali, profilin', she's wilin'
She's gangsta, she knows she's got it like that
We was drivin' on Crenshaw, for food
she pulled up beside me, set off in the 'Lac

And I said, "Damn girl, you like you don't know
seen me before
Episode of cribs on MTV, video you think TS stand for?"
She said, "Terrific Sex" yeah that too and the diamonds is no
Used to be a broke nigga the BX, now I'm rich
Got the world screamin' Terror Squad, about it now

Everywhere we go, other city we tour
They say no
like every other night
I got a different beggin' me

Let me you home
She wanna take me home and lay me up her home
She wanna turn me on, in the morn'
And she said, "Daddy, let me take ya
Papi, let me ya home"
And I said, "Mami, you can me home
If you let the whole get on", bitch

I was up in the club right, had some in my cup right
And when I peeped him
He was so fresh and so cleaned up
He was down to his sneakers
I really do mean this I never seen this
There was some standin' in between us
Had to go over so I could meet him
I had him pimped up in the cut near the

If he got a girl I know heated
right now I'm all he needin'
If he me then trust me
It's a guarantee that not leavin'
Told me he heard of me but don't me
And I liked him for some
him to my place, sat on his face
And I ain't got a man so it cheatin', think about it now

I gotta stress, I don't ever really gotta press
They say yes
It seems like every other
I got a different nigga me

Let me take you
She wanna me home and lay me up inside her home
She turn me on, breakfast in the morn'
And she said, "Daddy, let me take ya
Papi, let me ya home"
And I said, "Mami, you can take me
If you let the whole get on", bitch

You's a big girl, eat it up, now ya friend
To hold hair while you eatin' up
A little hot, drunk, little weeded up
We in the truck and freakin' off while the speakers
I'm steady speedin' up, the bumps
I'm tryna but I ain't tryna fuck her 23's up
So I up, drunk and focused
Tryna the road but yo the back seats heatin' up

And so I'm keepin' them, wish you could see
I know you hear them like you been possessed by a demon
I you heated, wish you was here
But gotta go now have a evening
up the phone now, have a good weekend
Shorty just called the the front seat
And I think she's about to go Four Seasons
I the horn, ain't beep for no reason

3 in the and actin' indecent
She so horny, damn, shit seems like every other night
I get a of chicks beggin' me

Let me you home
She wanna take me and lay me up inside her home
She turn me on, breakfast in the morn'
And she said, "Daddy, let me ya home
Papi, let me ya home"
And I said, "Mami, you can me home
If you let the whole get on", bitch

Let me you home
She wanna take me home and lay me up inside her
She wanna turn me on, breakfast in the
And she said, "Daddy, let me take ya
Papi, let me ya home"
And I said, "Mami, you can me home
If you let the crew get on", bitch