[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? {3X}

For tonight only

Would you be my boyfriend? {3X}

For tonight