Lyrics:
me R-Kelly
On your bitch getting peed
Truck is getting lifted
Up in P-Lot where we meet
Say that she won't beg
But she all up on her knees
I seen
like Kelly back in ‘02
Like Nelly you bring a dilemma or two
Throwing hints but you aint getting the clue
Blessing you like yo name Achoo
You say you
Sharp as a laser with them Stacey alligators
Before untimely allegations called for cancellations
We were steady playing Robert Kelly on full blast
Around
like R Kelly came back the way you shakin
Ooh Lawd
Yeah ISSA B.O.P.
Beauty ova pussy. I'm lying I want dat W.A.P
Shawty give it to me I'm trying
we gonna make it
R. Kelly with the piss, I ain't missin
Cookin in the kitchen, where the dishes?
Coz I'm about to feed the people wimme
They got me
wack, looking at my shoes in my videos
The back of my album cover, and stealing my marketing plan
Like you inventing something new to the company
Somebody fill me in didn't I serve my time?
Remember who gave you rewind
Now they're telling me
That I'm too are 'n' be
How I turned my back
independent, can't touch me kids
Split your wig then hire Cochran, like Puffy did
(fiesta) fiesta, like my name R. Kelly
I'm the boss see the cross, hanging
the cops is comin' nigga
You better get to runnin' nigga
Toss the handgun, before the man come
It's not game of R. Kelly
Run up on twenty-six and seven,
and get the Bubba shrimp
Back the tougher shit. What a wimp
You giant Goliath. Niggas get shot with a rubber sling
I'm an experiment gone bad.
My
talkin' this and that
Of how we sound like the R, and our music was wack
Dropped the album Strictly Business and you thought we was bold
Thirty days later,
the pudding (yo check the Billboard)
People round town talkin' this and that
Of how we sound like the R, and our music was wack
Dropped the album Strictly
in the shells like a taco that's what he ate
You went to work but you aint seen him yo homie
I snuck in his crib and I shot him bitch you are
Staying up, up to late
Saying we won’t ever wait
for the moment to pass us all by
Living while dumb are reckless
I’m wishing days were endless
it up
I'm back to numb
The past is strung
In every single fuckin rap I've sung
I've had enough
Got my heart broken by a bitch
I wrote an album about it
the way to live and behave and coexist[01:45.07]But most forget the "co" part[01:46.92]I sit back and listen to first albums like So Hard by Lil
Ron and Kelly Chante contagious
(I'm Hot) Records heard, Dj's playin 'em
My words are being relayed who's sayin 'em?
Ay yo!!!! we are
My name's
a Papa Doc's, back to your proper spot
We are not friends, we just connected dot to dot
Stomp you till you feel like you living in Waka Flocka's sock
I
can do,
Now we are married, ever more,
I can do magic
Kelly you bad, no Charlie you Bad!
and got the Makarov
You guys are so full of shit that'll back you off
Remember that I know Where you live, and got camouflage, heh
I'm drinking henny wit
Rock ya like Chubb, and burn scrubs like a dumb-dumb
Remember Redman, last album I was Hardcore
Now I'm back to tear the frame out your assCRACK
and I ain't even talk yet
If I ain't a hot boy then pussy Nigga what you call that
You ain't got block boy then little Nigga just fall back
Rims stop wait
back fast i need it for speed
That booty be bouncing it go with the beat
I make niggas weak like you sippin bacardi
Tsu are you coming we going to party
To the Fallen
Damn
I Miss
My Nigga's
R.I.P
My Victims
Hate I
Had to
Do it
But I
Gotta
Get to it
All I Need's
Money
Weed
Fall Back
Let me
Breathe
All I
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