[Intro: Angie Martinez]
Yea... wooo!
Uh, the animals are here
Yea, Angie, coolin` Dre
Uh alright, yes sir
Here we go, yo, c`mon
[Verse: Angie Martinez]
I got a call from my girls around eight
`Bout that Friday spot
Round 12 hit the highway stop - I need gas
Car behind me, on my ass, speed past
Turn the radio on it`s my joint
Got me amped, I need to dance
Pull up in the truck and it ain`t my man`s
You screaming hey yo you don`t got a chance son
You are speaking a language I don`t understand
Know the dude I hang wit, I don`t hold his hand
Cause me I`m free to choose
It`s possible to leave wit you
When we get through, I drive passenger seat for you
Let`s ride, and when I arrive
Walk past the line damn his ass is fine
Some guy now we up in the spot, watch
Place hot, couple of bottles, champagne popped (yeah yeah)
And that`s how we doin` it now
I`m scheming while the DJ`s movin` the crowd
[Chorus: Kelis + (Angie)] (2x)
I was wondering
If I could take you home (if I could take you home)
But would you still love me baby (would you still love me babe)
If I could take you home
[Verse: Angie Martinez]
It`s around 2 AM, the mood is trend
The club is snug, I see him watching, love is love
Caught him when I looked up, gave him a glance
Promote-a-Chick walked over while I`m shaking her hand
I`m looking over her
Sorry but I`m waiting for this man
Is what I told her, so she could leave
No breaking up my plans
No time for talking about shows
Or dates that I could host
Damn, he walking over to me, they breaking out the jokes
My girls laughing, they see me already imagining
He whispered in my ear
Would I dance with him? I answered him
He took my hand with him, dancing close
I turned around and gave him my back, he passed a smoke
He put his hand on my hip then my stomach, he must want it
And I was really just `bout to leave, his clique fronted
Like they don`t see that they man bout to tell `em peace
And to think I wasn`t even gonna go out, see?
[Chorus]
[Verse: Angie Martinez]
All I need is my lip gloss, ID, gum and I`m straight
Especially if it`s Envy in Bungalow Eight
We making it hot on the dance floor today
But my girls wanna leave cause there`s nothing to take
Nothing to meet, spot dead, nothing to see
Then we all agree that we won`t leave
Cause some spots the papi`s still come at three
That`s when I tell the DJ to run that please
He dancing behind me, I feel what`s under his jeans
And I had one too many so I`m under his scheme
I mean I`m cool and the gang, the music is playing
Think I found what I`m looking for
Ain`t no purpose in waiting
Almost time for breakfast
Standing by the coat checkers
Looking for my parking lot ticket, that`s it!
And this night just ended
Can`t say with who, what, or where but it`ll definitely be remembered
[Chorus]
[Outro: Kelis]
Would you be my boyfriend?
For tonight only
Would you be my boyfriend?
For tonight
