Lyrics:
the M's for the readdies
Invest in a speshy (Speshy)
Headie One trying to roll on
That land like Kelly
We was doing anything green get shelly
Still do it
Wait two secs, let me spark this zoot
My niggas, they don't talk, they shoot
Roll up slow, then I park that coupe
And the game got fucked by
FlipSide Recordz image Kreationz
JustaDj
Chosen by God set aside by angel Gabriel
Sent to this world in the arms of an angel
I rock shows so call me
to make perfection cause my exit is loved
by people spending time to ride an ex-presidents nuts.
Racist fucks on the island with excuses that boil it
then
Yeah, yeah
All you want, all you want
What are you up to?
Can I come see you?
I scratch all the ashes, I take all my money
I spend it on fun things,
jak R .Kelly i tak uwierzysz że frunę
Jeden z tych co preferują nike nie pumę
A nie jeden z tych co zakładają majtki na gumę
Jeden z tych co nie ma
Went by the name of Motor Mike
Called him that 'cause he rode a bike
Rode all the way from Guatemala
Haulin' shwag just to make a dollar
Tall
Wahlberg on a bitch, uh
Charlie Sheen on a bitch, uh
She a bully, she a mean on the dick, uh
R. Kelly, finna pee on a bitch, uh
Good, I can make a scene
the bed
Dreaming (dreaming)
You left me alone
Now only see you in pictures
At first try'd ignore the pain
By
But these
Can't compare to your kisses
You are
And the beats are usually done by duro and clue
Who in the hell wanna battle, the ill mathematical?
My motherfuckin' brain is IBM compatible
Techniques are
to Florida City, Opa-Locka
By way to Overtown and look at this city
Open to Grove and the South Miami
Wedwood Highlear, look Eddie, look 'Bana
Some many ice
album - its my daily suit
Don't care 'bout problems (Yeah)
Calm down
Every my punch is (what)
Knockout
You are just fake so
Get out
Enjoy for your life
I got my girl and I'ma put her in some fendi
By the endy of the summer
Who the fuck are you homie
Prolly just a kid
What the fuck are you doin'
I been
Oh yea
This is for my real fans let me talk about them
Right around with my first album
Remember that shit talk about it
You put me here
M.I 2
It's a trick of my mind
Two faces bathing in the screen light
She's so soft and warm in my arms
I tune it into the scene
My hands are resting
It's a trick of my mind
Two faces bathing in the screen light
She's so soft and warm in my arms
I tune it into the scene
My hands are resting
I was woken up at four a.m. by your screams and anguished cries
Your mother was singing in the bathroom, she will never be my child
Oh baby talks
to retake moments I'll make better
Hidden among the pages of your photo albums
I can replace these mistakes one by one with hot glue
Stand right there I'd
a comeback like I'm Tony Parker
Call my assistant I need me cover
My album be fire
Ill still drop another one
You mimick my style
You got nothing on none of us
cocky till gun a gun cocking
Thats enough watching from the sidelines, peeking my eye by
All I knew i had to jump in, I'll be a nice guy
Three albums in I
on building
Them boys just won't let go
Her house big like '90s clothes
Shit got an echo, echo
And I'm spacey, Kevin
Are we racing to heaven?
And I'm crazy,
Red Eye
Copyright Paul Day 2006
Considered a Makshow project but in fact the album 1+1=2 was the first home recorded and produced album by Paul Day
Inside Out
Copyright Paul Day 2006
Considered a Makshow project but in fact the album 1+1=2 was the first home recorded and produced album by Paul
1+1=2
Copyright Paul Day 2006
Considered a Makshow project but in fact the album 1+1=2 was the first home recorded and produced album by Paul Day
Discuss these by r 1700333 album r kelly Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In