Urban Mystic - Gotta Get U Home lyrics

Lil mama got a s*** walk With a s*** talk Make me say good Lord Every time that I see you girl I wanna find a way to get her in my world She knows just what she do when she walk past me In her high heel shoes She make a n***a wanna get her to the penthouse And let her lay on my Chinchilla fur couch [Chorus:] Miss lady you s*** I wanna get up in you if you let me And ain't worried bout nothing Cuz I'm gonna get you home tonight Home tonight (can't nobody) Don't dare stop us Cuz they don't know What it just cost us Whatever it takes girl I gotta get you home tonight Home tonight Tell me Is it any room on the scene For a n***a like me to get Between your sheets I think about your french pedicure And the shoes you wear On you Halle Berry looking feet I'm really diggin your jazzy ways Your lil vibrant thang And every thang you say It ain't nothing but a thang to me And eventually you gonna see (well) Can't nobody do you like Urb gonna do (like Urb gonna do) We can get it poppin in the back of the Hummer H2 (of the Hummer H2) Can't nobody compare to a n***a like me (a n***a like me) And we can get freaky in the back of the H2 [Repeat Chorus]