Lyrics When I Get You Home (A.I.O.U.) - Jamie Foxx , Twista , Pharrell Williams

Wanna get you home, home
Wanna get you home, home
Wanna get you home, home
Wanna get you home
Wanna get you home, home
Wanna get you home, home
Wanna get you home, home
I′m going home
You keep on talking all that shit up on ya 2-way and ya phone
Girl, but when I get you home, hit it, hit it
You and I alone, hit it, hit it
And the house is, A, A and the bed is, I, I
Bathroom is, O, O and the kitchen is, U, U
When I get home, you and I alone
Now come and tell me where you get dat from
Now Twista be out here messing with all da ladies
Ask me what I wanna hit dat fo', ′cuz you sexy and I'm a balla, baby
Ask me why I got a nasty mouth
You da one steady trippin' wit da sassy mouth
But when I get you up in da apartment that′s when it get to sparkin′
And that's when we let all da passion′ out
Like da way you walk in slow in da room
And smelling sweet as a rose and looking good in da red thong
Looking thick as hell do it to me well
Got me sprung and I know I got ya head gone
Either slow or faster, girl
When I gone how you trippin' is a disaster, girl
When I step up to da tunes of da Neptunes you wanna bring drama
And that′s when I gotta ask you girl, why?
You keep on talking all that shit up on ya 2-way and ya phone
Girl, but when I get you home, hit it, hit it
You and I alone, hit it, hit it
And the house is, A, A and the bed is, I, I
Bathroom is, O, O and the kitchen is, U, U
When I get home, you and I alone
When you were asleep last night
After rubbin' you down and making passionate love
I put on a pair of Air Force Ones, six figures of jewelry
And met my guyz at da club
Pulled up out front yeah we had to stunt
Hummer was sittin′ on 26s
We about to do da dummy from da blow
A little money steady in da scummy wit these bitches
That's about when you stunt in da car
Tell my whole mothafuckas how I stunt at da bar
'Cuz you startin′ trippin′ on me when you were in da crib sleep
But you don't even need to get started at all
You know I′m in da V.I.P.
Lookin' at all this ass and I′m finna to leave
I'm finna to cut you as soon as I′m out
But you steady you gotta gotta wit da mothafuckin' drama
Girl, shut up, what da fuck is you talkin' about?
You keep on talking all that shit up on ya 2-way and ya phone
Girl, but when I get you home, hit it, hit it
You and I alone, hit it, hit it
And the house is, A, A and the bed is, I, I
Bathroom is, O, O and the kitchen is, U, U
When I get home, you and I alone
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Girl, don′t you worry about me fallin′ to sleep, girl, it's early
I′ll kiss you up from ya head to feet don't you worry
My appetite is no thin, sweet and nothin′ curvy
I grab you like we don't have all night even though it′s early
Trippin' on me when I go to da mall
Trippin' on me when I go to da club
Trippin′ on me when I kick it wit my boyz
You be trippin′ on me when I'm on da tour bus
You don′t trip when I getcha gone
You don't trip when I getcha chrome
You be trippin′ on me when I'm away from you
But I bet you don′t trip when I get you home
Wanna get you home, home
Wanna get you home, home
Wanna get you home, home
Wanna get you home
Wanna get you home, home
Wanna get you home, home
Wanna get you home, home
I'm going home, hit it
You keep on talking all that shit up on ya 2-way and ya phone
Girl, but when I get you home, hit it, hit it
You and I alone, hit it, hit it
And the house is, A, A and the bed is, I, I
Bathroom is, O, O and the kitchen is, U, U
When I get home, you and I alone
A, A, I, I, O, O, U, U