I got a call from my girls around eight about that Friday spot
Round 12 hit the highway stop, I need gas
Car behind me on my ass, speed pass
Turn the radio on thats my joint got me and I need to dance
Pull up in the truck and it aint my mans
You screaming "hey yo", you dont got a chance
Son, you are speaking a language I dont understand
Know the dude I hang with, I dont hold his hand
Cause, me, Im free to choose
Its possible to leave with you
When we get through, I drive passenger seat for you
Lets ride
At one I arrive
Walked past the line
Damn his ass is fine
Some guy now we up in the spot
Watch
Place hot
Couple of bottles champagne popped
And thats how we doing it now
Im scheming while the DJs moving the crowd
I was wondering if I could take you home
Would ya still love me baby, if I could take you home
I was wondering if I could take you home
Would ya still love me baby, if I could take you home
Its around 2 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
Promotion chick walked over while Im shaking her hand
Im looking over her
Sorry but Im 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 dont see
That they man bout to tell em peace
And to think, I wasnt even gonna go out..see?
All I need is my lip gloss, I.D., gum, and Im straight
Especially if its Envy in bungalow eight
We making it hot on the dance floor today
But my girls wanna leave cause theres nothing to take
Nothing to meet
Spot dead, nothing to see
Then we all agree that we wont leave
Cause some spots the papis still come at three
Thats when I tell the DJ to run that please
He dancing behind me
I feel whats under his jeans
And I had one too many so Im under his scheme
I mean Im cool and the gang
The music is playing
Think I found what Im looking for, no purpose in waiting
Almost time for breakfast
Standing by the coat checkers
Looking for my parking lot ticket...thats it
And this night just ended
Cant say with who, what, or where but itll definitely be remembered
Would you be my boyfriend?
For tonight only
Would you be my boyfriend?
For tonight only
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