Tell me do u wanna Go home with me Tell me do u wanna Go creep with me Tell me do u wanna Get wild with me Tell me do u wanna Go home Tell me do u wanna Go home with me Tell me do u wanna Go creep with me Tell me do u wanna Get wild with me Tell me do u wanna Go home The dance floor is jumping The music is pumping I'm checkin out your groove Bout' to make my move Across this crowded room Cuz I'm scoping you (baby) I'm feeling confident Just came from the bar Sick of wondering Who the hell you are Cuz I'm wanting you What a nigga gotta do? Tell me do u wanna Go home with me Tell me do u wanna Go creep with me Tell me do u wanna Get wild with me Tell me do u wanna Go home Tell me do u wanna Go home with me Tell me do u wanna Go creep with me Tell me do u wanna Get wild with me Tell me do u wanna Go home Wanna have some fun? Come ride with me, lets chill I'll take to a place, where both of us That both can feel Cuz I'm feelin you Just tell me what to do (baby) Take me hand, lets go Thats all I wanna do Fellas wondering bout' whats up with you Cuz my game was tight Everything turned alright That night Tell me do u wanna Go home with me Tell me do u wanna Go creep with me Tell me do u wanna Get wild with me Tell me do u wanna Go home Tell me do u wanna Go home with me Tell me do u wanna Go creep with me Tell me do u wanna Get wild with me Tell me do u wanna Go home I'll break you off Till the sun comes up (baby) Come and get this thang girl Won't tell a soul Its down low (trust me) I'll give you what you want babe Lets go get freaky Cuz i'm in the mood (Get nasty) Get wild on my side babe Wanna get in where I fit in (baby) Tell me do u wanna go Tell me do u wanna Go home with me Tell me do u wanna Go creep with me Tell me do u wanna Get wild with me Tell me do u wanna Go home (Till fade end)

(Rhythm is both the song's manacle and it's demonic charge. It is the original breath, it is the whisper of unremitting demand. "What do you still want of me?", says the singer. "What do you think you can still draw from my lips?" Exact presence that no fantasy can represent. Purveyor of the oldest secret, alive with the blood that boils again, and is pulsing where the rhythm is torn apart. How your singer's blood is incensed at the depth of sound. Lacerations echo in the mouth's open erotic sky where dance together the lost frenzies of rhythm and an imploring immobility. Ladies and gentlemen, Miss Grace Jones. Jones the Rhythm.) Slave! Slave to the rhythm Dance to the rhythm Axe to wood in ancient times Man machine, production line The fire burns, with heartbeats strong Sing out loud, the chain gang song Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up Slave to the rhythm Dance to the rhythm, The rhythm... master... master... Never stop the action, keep it up Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up. Slave to the rhythm, work to the rhythm, Dance to the rhythm, live to the rhythm. Slave to the rhythm, Dance to the rhythm, live to the rhythm, Slave to the rhythm, work... to the rhythm, To the rhythm, work to the rhythm, to the rhythm. Slave, slave, To the rhythm, to the rhythm, to the rhythm. (Grace) Oh that's weird... (Grace Jones, welcome) Thank you Paul. And if you're wondering what's wrong with my voice, I just choked on my saliva. So... (Now obviously you're in the Bond movie.)

You can ride all day long Another Myke Diesel production (Mike Jones) But you'll never catch Mr. Jones He's got a gang that's far too strong (Ice Age, Ice Age, Ice Age) Your friends know it, that's why you're all alone Chasing a man you can't see (Mike Jones) So just walk away and let him be He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones) 'Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones, Mike Jones) I'm back, my music tracks about to sell another mil' My pants stay saggin' from them hundred dollar bills These haters hate but they don't really wanna see the steel These haters hate but they don't really wanna see the steel Had a million in my bank before Asylum bought the deal Had a million in my bank before Asylum bought the deal Before I came I just say the streets wouldn't feel The - that I'm spittin', the - that's real But now I'm like Melo, I'm the king of the hill American dream, I'm livin' that for real Eleven cars later - tell me how you feel Took the diamonds off my teeth And put 'em on my Phantom grill (smile, ha ha) You can ride all day long (Mike Jones) But you'll never catch Mr. Jones He's got a gang that's far too strong (Ice Age, Ice Age, Ice Age) Your friends know it, that's why you're all alone Chasing a man you can't see (Mike Jones) So just walk away and let him be He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones) 'Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones, Mike Jones) I used to get dissed by the chicks in the club Now they want to rub my belly, wanna show your boy some love They see me iced up, they be like, "What's up?" Try to jack me if you wanna, I'ma leave you - up Used to roll hatchback, now I'm Cadillac and Benz Used to roll hatchback, now I'm Cadillac and Benz I used to have homies, now I'm like, "- friends" 'Cause even back then all they did was pretend Now I got my own label Ice Age and I'm boss I'm the mayor of this town with the key to that vault All my cars black on black except the one with thick gloss Got another white on white I call that - rick Rick Ross (Ross) You can ride all day long (Mike Jones) But you'll never catch Mr. Jones He's got a gang that's far too strong (Ice Age, Ice Age, Ice Age) Your friends know it, that's why you're all alone (hahahahahaha) Chasing a man you can't see (you can't see me, baby) So just walk away, and let him be He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones) 'Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones, Mike Jones) Hey Now make it rain Hey Now make it rain Hey Now make it rain American Dream, album and movie on the way, baby