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Foxy Brown - Get Me Home (Feat. Blackstreet) [Explicit] – (Official Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Foxy Brown
Foxy Brown
Vocals
Blackstreet
Blackstreet
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shawn Carter
Shawn Carter
Songwriter
Jean Claude Olivier
Jean Claude Olivier
Songwriter
Samuel Barnes
Samuel Barnes
Songwriter
Ronnie E Broomfield
Ronnie E Broomfield
Songwriter
McKinley Horton
McKinley Horton
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Teddy Riley
Teddy Riley
Mixing Engineer
John Shriver
John Shriver
Recording Engineer
Poke & Tone
Poke & Tone
Producer
Tom Coyne
Tom Coyne
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Firm biz, what it is
Blackstreet
I, I
Ooh, baby
Gotta get you home with me tonight
Gotta get you home (Come on, Foxy)
[Verse 1]
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
Flirtin', 'cause I digs you like that
Peep baby boy style, hopin' we match
He 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 suits flows nice
I don't like the notes too well, let's be more precise
Meet me by the VIP let's pow wow
Whisper in my ear like, "Boo, let's bounce now"
I'm 'bout to say, "Peace" to my mans for you
When it's all said and done, I got plans for you, he said (Gotta get you home tonight)
[Chorus]
Ooh, baby, gotta get you home with me tonight (Gotta get you home with me, yeah)
Ooh, baby, I gotta get you home with me tonight (Oh)
Come on, come on
[Verse 2]
At the bar, high-post, frontin', I toast
Gettin' my flirt on, playa, ain't nothin'
He tryna say the right words to get us out of here
Jackpot when 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, uh
Twist my body like the Excorist" (Come on, yeah, yeah)
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 mans for you
When it's all said and done, I got plans for you, he said (Oh, baby, yeah)
[Chorus]
Ooh, baby (I need you right here in my life)
Gotta get you home with me tonight (Gotta get you home with me tonight)
Ooh, baby, gotta get you home with me tonight (Baby, I need you right here)
[Bridge]
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 Blacksteet casually
And we cruised the metro on premium petrol
Eyes 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
[Outro]
Ooh baby, gotta get you home with me tonight (Come on, come on, Foxy, come on)
Ooh baby, gotta get you home with me tonight (I need you in my life, oh-oh, yeah)
I,I
Ooh, baby, gotta get you home with me tonight (Gotta get you home tonight, I, I, gotta get you home tonight, I, I)
Ooh, baby, gotta get you home with me tonight (Gotta get you home tonight, I, I, gotta get you home tonight, I, I)
Ooh, baby (Gotta get you home tonight)
Written by: Jean Claude Olivier, M. Horton, Ronnie E Broomfield, Samuel Barnes, Shawn Carter
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