Lyrics:
comparison
What you gon' compare
Some Smack DVD appearances?
Ding ding ding 15 seconds of fame is up
Was in them hotels with R kelly
We should flame you up
bring it back 'round
R'Kelly seems like you're ready in the background
Nap town nigga with a Tiller on the track sound
M'Jack thriller put the mac down,
up with a machete
So much beef, I can open a deli
Grinding hard, I don't care what you tell me, getting intimate with the game, R. Kelly (R. Kelly, R
released his nudes
This album has taken place behind my pale paced out face
There are no mountains in space
Broken backs to break bread
Fuck the arid
pro’s here now
Let me see your hands up hands up
Put them in the atmosphere
Cause the rap pro’s here now
Now I’m bout to make you sniff these like a sick
your so sexy (Whoa!)
The way you back that thang up on me (Whoa!)
Break it all the way down to the floor (Whoa!)
Bring it up I can't take no more
Are
body's too bootylicious for ya babe
Move your body up and down (whoo)
Make your booty touch the ground (whoo)
I can't help but wonder why
My vibe's
the midnight rush, our destinies await
Through the neon streets, where dreams are born,
In the heart of the chaos, we find our form
With every stride, we break
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man they call
bad bitch (ain't cost me nothin', ho)
We the ones that break the stage (break), stay gettin' paid (pay)
Came in the game, get yo' stain, bet the opps
I love you, but I don't think I can love you anymore
When I kiss you so good (Mario)
Why would you wanna break up? (Gucci)
When this lovin' is
money
Ballas, get up
You know nem hoe
When it enter that mouth,
Ready for a download
Do it like R. Kelly on the down low
I've seen it, done it,
you see me, Kelly, cut up somebody behind the back door
Police are coming, looking for a clue
They don't know what the fuck they're looking for
Ay,
of the Bathing Ape
No holds barred, bar none, I'ma raise the stake
I was raised by a pack of werewolves in the woods
Grew up studying Mobb Deep, 'Give Up
Aftermath, gettin' money
West Coast get ya ass up
You know what this is
Crusin' down the street
Watchin' biatches roll by pimpin'
You, that's all I
(Touch the sky)
I ain't R kelly but I believe I can fly
I believe I can (Touch the sky)
Tomorrow ain't promised, so
Whatever it brings
I'll spread out my
Weed And I'm A Blow It Up
[Verse 1: R. Kelly]
To All My Real Live Niggaz Wats Happenin
Its Kells I'm Bout To Get Shit Crackin
Much Love To All
Let’s order Remy by the bottle
And she the type break law wit ya
But shorty got the face of a model
Yall lil bitches in awe
Yall lil niggaz flab jaw
Yall
it go
We can make it all night
We gone be alright
I rather make things
Right between you and I
You See me from a far
Girl I see you by my side
I don't
spliff
Raw tips lighter grinder zips
Short nose rubber grip Michelin kit
Pen pad paper piece of the pie
Puffing purple power pack peak to the sky
R Kelly
[Chorus]
[Bridge: R. Kelly]
Now hold on the way you pit it on me now
Hold on I love the way you shake it now hold
On you drop it then you pick it up
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man they call
in our state
You got a target if you great
It Make it hard to stay
And Texas Roadhouse don't sell Wagyu steak
I'm adding up the miles man we came
Ryders), DMX break 'em off
What these bitches want from a nigga?
Break 'em off a lil' somethin'
(And oh yeah by the way, it's the entity)
Ay yo, dawg,
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