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Colin Firth · Nick Firth


(m. riperton - r. rudolph - l. caston - j. wieder)


La, la, la,
La, la, la, la, la, la...
Come sing the song of life

There's a song that sings
(Written by J. Livingston and R. Evans)
We're gathered here this evening to testify
And I want you to know the words for today is let go
(Well)
What's The 4-1-1
Mary J. Blige
Can I hear
That Usher song
Please
Just one more time
You remind me
Like R. Kelly
Of my favorite R&B

I'm in
Def Squad, J. Bleezy!
Ha, com-bust-ya-ble, huh 
It's Erick, I'm back again, full fledged
American flag in here so y'all pledge
A few of y'all
suspect as R. Kelly with girl scout cookies
When you talking to a pro watch ya mouth rookie
Go in ya shit have ya teeth playin' mouth hookie
Nice, you
Def Squad, J. Bleezy!
Ha, com-bust-ya-ble, huh.. (AOWWWWW!)

[Verse One]
It's Erick, I'm back again, full fledged
American flag in here so
the Midwest I'm with R. Kelly and them
Rockland, St. Lunatics, Nelly and them

[Hook x2]
that Maxwell
(Turn it up, turn it up)
How about some Jodeci?
(Turn it up, turn it up)
Bump and Grind to R. Kelz
All you gotta do is say
J, turn it
Classic, uh, uh, uh
I'd like to welcome y'all to Exit 13
My name is LL Cool J
AKA the GOAT
R. Leslie on the track, uh, uh, uh

I told y'all
Pu?
Did Mary J. Blige ever fuck Case and Nas?
Was ??? ever comin on Kimberly Drummond?
Check it, remember this record:
And when I'm cool like that, I'm
Convertible limousines, def jam got the bill
Remember R. Kelly had the house on the hill
Well when the partys over we can go there and chill

n London it's
Convertible limousines, def jam got the bill
Remember R. Kelly had the house on the hill
Well when the partys over we can go there and chill
In London it's
retreat to waters that's blue
Young Scrappy, that's what grown man do, let's move

[Chorus:Repeat x2 R. Kelly]
In this arena, arena
All we wanna see is
MTV, I live in The Real World
Call my guns R. Kelly, they'll touch your lil' girl, cause

[Chorus: x 2]
Layin' with dogs, you goin' wake up with
when hip hop was hip hop
For those who don't know or forget
To make y'all happy with Mary J. who Puff came to get (Me)
Then who called for Total to make
mouth back when hip hop was hip hop
For those who don't know or forget
To make y'all happy with Mary J. who Puff came to get (Me)
Then who called for
you talkin' mama (go 'head baby)
And you'll always wanna sing this Heavy D song

Whipped cream dreams I fulfill with my schemes
Down low like R.
secret
Ça rêve de compter l'flouz dans une baraque
Avec ses SOS, large
Comme R. Kelly
On t'racontera que j'suis un despote, en dépit d'ça
Tu goberas
with murder!
I'ma hit 'till it's out of order
If it wasn't for R. Kelly
I'll record her!
Now step to the right!
Now step to the left!
Now hold
of order
If it wasn't for R. Kelly
I'll record her!
Now step to the right!
Now step to the left!
Now hold on one second
Baby let me catch my breath
gon' keep it Nappy, slaw and slum and crunk and jumpin

[Chorus]

[Verse 3 - R. Prophet]
I think I got a Hpnotic, drunk got me singin bout it
shrugged your face
Like R. Kelly gettin' sprayed with a can of mace
Girls get freaky to the funky beat bumpin'
Which one of y'all down 'cause I'm tryin'
Before R. Kelly had his teens.. Wutang had their cream
Slick Rick had his rings... crack rock had it's fiends
Martin Luther had his dreams, Stevie
Whoa-oh, I can't see shit, my words get to slurrin'
Uh-oh! You can call me R. Kelly now, you're in trouble!
What's occurin' befo', after and durin the show

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