Lyrics:
Dad?
Uh, no, hi, is this Hamish Blake?
Yeah. Yeah, sorry, who's this?
Hi Hames, it's Broden Kelly from comedy group Aunty Donna. How are you?
Uh,
chick said that
I pulled on her hair too. It's kellys, listen up all women
I sweat weaves out, you should call me Richard Simons,
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 2:]
(Baby, you know, you know, you know I need your love)
You cannot find no one better than this
Try to do right by you, but we can't mix, I tried
that outlives him
Like Malcolm did, we are out of sync
And out of time by the sound of things
Arms long like Dhalsim is how to win
Best murder machine
waiting for finally happened, I connected with the A&R of RCA records and I was asked to submit music for Kelly Clarkson's Christmas album. I had
with no cash flow, is like Luke without his gaped teeth
So forget, what my Porsche cost
Just realize I got enough do', to pay for R. Kelly's court
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me before I sell my soul
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me
to be
Rest in peace to Roli, R.i.p to Chibozz
Never ever ever thought I'd lose people so close
Many things don happen and a lot Don unfold
Lord keep us
down on parole
and put a nigga through the whole damn spiel
This kid lookin' polished
No wonder I got a rap sheet way more enough to fill an album
no we won't let it
And if haters are talking shit then say "fuck 'em" and forget it
It's you and me just groovin' to the beat
So fluently even my crew
Three passports, Three first class tickets to the money
Straight flights
I live by the cold war
Drove from round the globe
All I need is
Earlier she told me she didn’t miss me
Album of the century they can’t lie
How is TSA gone tell R. Kelly he can’t fly
I tell all my hoes to stand back
beat
Pissing people off, R kelly
Girl you're a cannibal
You got babies in your belly
I don't like potheads cause
You niggas so smelly
I be smoking
see is the T.R.I.B.E.
You have a teardrop tacked to your eye
25 to life, so you better get with it
You ask who did it, the Ganxta are?dd did it
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França no final de 1971, e incluída como a quinta faixa do álbum “Cantigas do Maio”, que estreou em Santiago de Compostela (capital da Galiza) em 10 de
are in the studio guys with jay sleek
Chopstix E kelly Sammy Gyang
And I’m talking about the best best in the best
The greatest in putting music
hot and sour
R. Kelly shit, no golden showers
Bitches on my dick call me Austin Powers
Call me Austin Powers
Call me Austin Powers
Call me Austin Powers
an album
Got another one coming
Making money off these n*****
When they try to play the
I messed up, let me try again
Baby girl, I don't know what you
Millerszn know I'm reppin the team
Im R Kelly watch me piss on ya dreams
While Entertaining the teans
Ha!
Who are we fooling?
Hell is hot, fire is proven
To burn for eternity, return of the student
That never learned how to live right just by how to shoot
on crack rock
I got the key to her throat, open the jaw lock
I'm gassed up like I just went through a pit stop
Writers block, just like R-Kelly, I'm pissed
care 'bout nothing 'cept to get this album out dog
Fuck e'ry body in the world of this outlaw
Coming to you live from my home studio
In south side
Kelly Rowland
Why will I diss dem
Give them cheap promotion
I think that they are so dry
I should give them lotion
But let them know that
If they wanna go
the other twelve play like R.Kelly
But missing out on someone God given is what scares me
So discernment on who's good for me is really where my prayers be
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