Yeah   Firm biz, what it is, Blackstreet   Na na, steady rise, peep this out   Gotta get you home with me tonight   Gotta get you home      Hold up, let's take it from the top, I Fox   Gets my swerve on floss, pure rocks   In the six drop boo and it don't stop   See money lookin' alright, yeah, what up, Pop?   'Cross the room throwin' signals, I'm throwin' 'em back   Flirt-in 'cause I digs you like that   Peep baby boy style, hopin' we match   You sent me Crown Royale with a note attached      It said, "You look like the type that know what you like"   I could tell by the jewels you go for the ice   Plus you wear the shoes well, the suit's flows nice   I don't like the notes too well, let's be more precise   Meet me by the VIP, let's pow-pow   Whisper in my ear like, "Boo, let's bounce now"   I'm 'bout to say peace to my man's for you   When it's all said and done, I got plans for you, he said      "Ooh baby, I gotta get you home with me tonight   Ooh baby, I gotta get you home with me tonight"      At the bar high-post, frontin', I toast   Gettin' my flirt on, playa, ain't nuttin'   You tryin' to say the right words to get us out of here   Jackpot, what he said, "It's bullshit in here"   And his smile, blind like the shine on his necklace   Mind tellin' me, ?No?, body tellin' me, ?Exit?   Breasts said, "Yes, give me more wet kisses, uhh?   Twist my body like "The Exorcist", hey      The way he licked his lips, he was mackin   True thug passion, I'm like, "Slow down before you crashin'"   Never mind him, he ain't thinkin' 'bout you   Or the way we sex on the villa up in Malibu   Marry who? Daddy, please   I'm takin' it all, from the stash to the keys   So let me see, boo, I'm 'bout to dead my man's for you   When it's all said and done, I got plans for you, he said      "Ooh baby, gotta get you home with me tonight   Ooh baby, gotta get you home with me tonight"      Grabbed me by the hand and led the way   Outside of the club talkin' to Valet   Mind started to stray, million miles away   Contemplatin' goin' back to his crib to parlay   Jumped in the passenger seat, relaxed my feet   As he threw on Blackstreet casually   And we cruised the metro on premium petrol   I sized up my thighs and couldn't let go      Ta-Ta's perkin', you're makin' me high   Like Toni, work me, take me, I'm hot   I thought for a second and then my mind went   Sex all around the car, isn't it ironic?   Back to Reality, the Soul II Soul   Breathin' heavily but still in control   Wants the shy girl role, put my hand on his leg   With sex in his eyes, he turned and then he said      "Ooh baby, gotta get you home with me tonight   Ooh baby, gotta get you home with me tonight"      Ooh baby, gotta get you home with me tonight   Ooh baby, gotta get you home with me tonight      Ooh baby