Now I'm on my way back to 112 to find two more freaks.
I'm the type you see at the bar fresh.
Find it up, an egg 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 got all the right features.
The jams come on, and the glasses get refilled.
We dance and watch the relations build.
Now I'm all up in her ear, and she listening.
At the same time, watching how a nigga glistening.
Bling, bling.
I'm thinking it's about time to go.
Get the B out of L .A. and start the late night show.
Niggas hate, I know, but I don't stop.
I shine, I'm in the club.
Same place, same time, same thing on the mind.
Party, party.
So the hell with all that.
I'm trying to find somebody.
The right kind.
Before the lights come off.
Shit, I'm trying to take something home.
Now, if I buy you a drink and you drink it up,
then I'm going home with me.
And if we talking at a party and we talk too much,
then I'm going home with me.
Now, if you came with a friend that don't want to do my man,
then you need to give her your keys.
Tell her to call you tomorrow.
I'll give you a B, because tonight you're going home with me.
Now, is it 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 you before you know I'm in your brain.
Doing my thing, telling you how good you smell.
Setting you up for a drop top cruise through the ATL.
Now, when they tipsy, it's risky.
You don't know what you're facing.
Fuck around and end up like Anthony Mason.
So I let them know a few things before we leave.
Like it's true, I taste damn near everything.
So don't even think about lying, baby.
Or trying, baby, to set me up for rape.
Because it's all on tape.
Where you said put the cake, how you fed me the grapes.
That's what I did with the ice that made you shake, shake.
Now, when the night's over and the girl is gone,
I'm back up in the club singing the same damn song.
Now, if I buy you a drink and you drink it up,
then you're going home with me.
And all my niggas think we're talking at a party,
and you talk too much.
Then you're going home with me.
Now, if you came with a friend and don't want to do my man,
you give me a bid for your keys.
Tell her to call you tomorrow.
I'll give you a B, because tonight you're going home with me.
Now, Raw Pan, I'm the wrong man.
You figured the trick.
But I'm feeling your dress, girl, and loving your hips.
But I'm bugging off this.
Why you stuck on the wrist?
Go dig her, huh, mommy?
Oh, you ain't that bitch?
Ain't that some shit?
Suddenly you hugs and kisses.
Got to be the dough you hoses.
So obvious with it.
I get G's to flash.
TV's in the dash.
She's in bed watching Vibe.
Ladies clocking the ride.
Luxury flows.
Lingerie holds.
Rock hit a mold, and Jose can say go.
RBI's on the top fly.
The brown skin slim.
The nice braids, brown eyes.
Rock stay tipping from Jersey to Richmond.
Y 'all players waiting to ball like six men.
I'm done with the game.
Points spread by hundreds.
Speaking to hundreds.
Look, nice way to slide.
That's a ride.
You a drinker.
You drink it up.
Then you go home with me.
And all my niggas stay.
And if you talking at a party and you talk too much,
then I'll go home with me.
Now, if you came with a friend and don't want to do my man,
I'll go home with me.
I'll go home with me.
I'll go home with me.
I'll go home with me.
