Lyrics:
a nod to the fact that every day in my world is about Christmas and I took all of the songs, all of the songs that I offered to Kelly Clarkson and I
dreams
At times are awful well the zone it has me startled
Signed is here miss Kelly Clarkson well this
Power here is Austin's Flossin like a teenage
a gangsta
[Verse 1 - R. Kelly]
I'm lookin' for them gangsta girls, not them fake ass Wanksta girls
Just them ghetto fabulous girls, gotta keep 'em in my
freak me a gangsta ...
[Verse 1 - R. Kelly]
I'm lookin for them gangsta girls
not them fake a** +Wanksta+ girls
Just them ghetto fabulous girls
'em all, but none of y'all
Is Doug E., as me and the boy Kelly
With the suicide doors, f*** 'em all
We got hits like a thirty shot clip
When we
Doug E., as me and the boy Kelly
With the suicide doors, fuck 'em all
We got hits like a thirty shot clip
When we throw it in the air, everybody hit
phase me
Just another lady
Walked by looking fly
Catch my eye
Now usually I could see two to three to look fine
At a later time neither one is on my
says hey girl, let's go to the after party
After that we go to my room for the after, after party
y'all know what happens next, Hypnotiq and a rated X,
to sip from the jealous, play platinum pelous.
She made me look like a salad to are Kelly.
Can I walk by, without you grabbing me?
Shortie, tell me
went right
She came back in the kitchen to finish the sandwich
But found blood on her cutting board because me that's when she panicked
The girl next
everyone was trying to become the next Spice Girls or Backstreet Boys. I got rejected over and over. The funny part about being rejected as a teenager is
as me and the boy Kelly
With the suicide doors, fuck 'em all
We got hits like a thirty shot clip
When we throw it in the air, everybody hit the floor
I ain't gonna spend the night
I be gone by breakfast
By the time it's breakfast I'll
Be on the next bitch scrapers
I want to fuck em all
But I don't
A girl that used to be lazy
Officially turn me on my stomach and I damn near went crazy
I'm not the type and never been the kind to brag on my sex
to Melly
We in the trap so we stay next to white like Betty
Still kicking shit like Messi
Bitch I'm a Crip' you can see by my face
I keep a yappa cause these
no cocaine yeah
If you don't fuck with me by now, then you have no brain yeah
You sending shots, but next to me, you just a no-name yeah
You say you
ICP and Esham wicked rappers delight 2015
Feinds of the wicked shit its time to get high
Bump your fuckin shit up for somthin wicked shit by
the room by the hair
This is what happens to boys and girls
Whose penmanship is messy
Be neat, like the others
Follow orders
Obey what is put in front
Sway this is a dream of mine
Before I even rhyme
I don't want to be defined by
These rhyme scheme of mine
They put me in a box labeled
"too ahead
I'm breaking down all the doors
I'm calling in the helicopters with the guns and the swords
Prepare to meet your ultimate fate
I'm bringing in more
Like
money
What if that was your breed was you murderin' clown?
It's wack
Shout out to grandpa, you know what I'm sayin'
Shout out to grandpa kelly
My man
money
What if that was your breed was you murderin clown?
It's wack
Shout out to grandpa, you know what i'm sayin
Shout out to grandpa kelly
My man
Remax, areas where we at
I can open doors if you tell me where the keys at
And I got my girl chill on my right side
We always on the road, but we connect
money
What if that was your breed was you murderin clown?
It's wack
Shout out to grandpa, you know what i'm sayin
Shout out to grandpa kelly
My man
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