panties with no tops We take a puff of 'dro be-atch Fat Joe, R. Kelly we pop up Yeah, Terror Squad, Rockland what the fuck what Fat Joe, R. Kelly we
're takin' calls # 1 Caller: Yo, R's the true definition of a wack ass, bitch ass, punk ass MC, 'na mean # 2 Caller: R.A., You're goin' down boy like
the killa, bow down to a nigga right now for the sound, hold up, nigga came to the club and he found us, ???? tryin to down us, I don't want that
't try to discontinue We gots to bump and grind, crank up the R. Kelly Delicious kickin', no leather like I'm Fonzarelli I order two drinks to think, while you show
she wanna feel it all Side through the windows of the wall 'Cause the feelin' was too cold away Well, I can break it down to 50 Down to 40 down to 30
, I want you to hold me While I'm kissin' all over your body slowly Give it to ya like an O.G, in, out Show me how you work the wall, up, down Show me
da homies at? Where da girls at? Can you get wit' that? R. Kelly n Twista Where da homies at? Where da girls at? Can you get wit' that? R. Kelly n Twista
live, come on Golden state, what, come on, what bitch New shit! Ha, come on, yeah Ras Kass blaze that shit up Xzibit, break it down, slam it, jelly roll Show
's all good Watch me do this shit Yo yo yo yo ay yo from my town to Chitown R Kelly got some thugs to make you lock down Voice cry hot sounds tied down
round knockout, your eyeballs pop out High school dropout, I'm not gon' cop out I did the rhymin' thing and now a truck I hop out "Fiesta" I'm down with R. Kelly
was tryna tell me something going coast to coast show to show Charlie always on the go always got something to do if ain't rehearsal it's a video show
and Rivas man Rollin' in slow mo, like the whole block screwed Like bill '79, bumpin' Devin the Dude On the way to the telly, we was bumpin' R. Kelly
Timb, you know Niggas like Dr Dre and the Neptunes and Just Blaze They should be so hot they be keepin us workin yah feel me But but that nigga R. Kelly
a pimp like preety tone I got the info on the preety chrome Fucking hoes over fifty four my name here weight you barely no You on that R Kelly shit your
di fassy dem we nah show nuh pity And cram, and paralyze and quity Unno ready?? (Yes!!, we ready) Verse 1: Ha!!!, you, ah walk 'round wid R. Kelly
feeling mc's won't forget Bust crazy rounds then load another clip (well bust it) Like r. kelly, "my mind's telling me no!" But fuck that, I kick the ill flow And deep down
if i was you, i'd love me too, i roll like a boss 911 porsche, same color as cranberry sauce i aint goin front, i thought r kelly was the shit let me