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# Debut Chart
62 Nov '02 R&B
85 Jan '03 Hot 100


Yeah, woo The animals are here Yeah, Angie, cooling Dre All right, here we go Yo, come on

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I got a call from My girls around eight 'Bout that Friday spot Round twelve 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 with I don't hold his hand Cause me, I'm free to choose It's possible to leave with 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 doing it now I'm scheming while the DJ's moving the crowd [CHORUS] 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, baby) If I could take you home [repeat CHORUS] It's around two a.m. 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 Promoter 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 [repeat CHORUS 2x] All I need is my lip gloss I.D., 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 Kool and the gang The music is playing Think I found what I'm looking for 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 [repeat CHORUS 2x] Would you be my boyfriend Would you be my boyfriend Would you be my boyfriend For tonight only Would you be my boyfriend Would you be my boyfriend Would you be my boyfriend For tonight only


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