[VERSE 1:]
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I got a call from my girls around eight about that Friday spot
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Round 12 hit the highway stop, I need gas
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Car behind me on my ass, speed pass
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Turn the radio on that's my joint got me and I need to dance
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Pull up in the truck and it ain't my man's
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You screaming "hey yo", you don't got a chance
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Son, you are speaking a language I don't understand
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Know the dude I hang with, I don't hold his hand
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Cause, me, I'm free to choose
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It's possible to leave with you
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When we get through, I drive passenger seat for you
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Let's ride
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At one I arrive
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Walked past the line
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Damn his ass is fine
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Some guy now we up in the spot
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Watch
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Place hot
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Couple of bottles champagne popped
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And that's how we doing it now
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I'm scheming while the DJ's moving the crowd
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[CHORUS 2X:]
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I was wondering if I could take you home
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Would ya still love me baby, if I could take you home
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I was wondering if I could take you home
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Would ya still love me baby, if I could take you home
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[VERSE 2:]
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It's around 2 A.M.
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The mood is trend
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The club is snug
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I see him watching, love is love
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Caught him when I looked up, gave him a glance
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Promotion chick walked over while I'm shaking her hand
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I'm looking over her
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Sorry but I'm waiting for this man
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Is what I told her, so she could leave
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No breaking up my plans
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No time for talking about shows
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Or dates that I could host
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Damn, he walking over to me, they breaking out the jokes
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My girls laughing
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They see me already imagining
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He whispered in my ear, would I dance with him
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I answered him
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He took my hand with him
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Dancing close
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I turned around and gave him my back, he passed a smoke
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He put his hand on my hip, then my stomach
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He must want it
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And I was really just 'bout to leave, his clique fronted
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Like they don't see
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That they man 'bout to tell 'em peace
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And to think, I wasn't even gonna go out..see?
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[CHORUS]
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[VERSE 3:]
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All I need is my lip gloss, I.D., gum, and I'm straight
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Especially if it's Envy in bungalow eight
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We making it hot on the dance floor today
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But my girls wanna leave cause there's nothing to take
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Nothing to meet
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Spot dead, nothing to see
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Then we all agree that we won't leave
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Cause some spots the papi's still come at three
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That's when I tell the DJ to run that please
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He dancing behind me
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I feel what's under his jeans
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And I had one too many so I'm under his scheme
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I mean I'm cool and the gang
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The music is playing
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Think I found what I'm looking for, no purpose in waiting
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Almost time for breakfast
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Standing by the coat checkers
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Looking for my parking lot ticket...that's it
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And this night just ended
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Can't say with who, what, or where but it'll definitely be remembered
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[CHORUS]
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[OUTRO:]
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Would you be my boyfriend? [3X]
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For tonight only
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Would you be my boyfriend? [3X]
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For tonight only
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Take You Home
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Angie Martinez |