Lyrics:
Why don't come here and hold me
Girl you know that I get lonely by myself
Why don't you come and console me
Lately I been hustling like crazy by
Let me roll up my sleeves and go to work
Beautiful and Damned (Just Blaze)
It's that motherfucking time again
Tell my diary what's on my mind
over a Dame
R Kelly's new celly, can't telly, who's this?
Judge a book by the keeper on the look of transcripts
(They killed my baby, oh god they
don't know what y'all be thinking
When you bring 'em around me
Let me remind you that I am the king of R&B
Do you know what that means
That means if you
have, but who really cares.
I sit here and wonder if we are sharing a different world,
And all these making emotions whirling around me swirl;
I'm in
[GENUINE DRAFT a.k.a DOMINO]
Genuine Draft with the Gat
Can you see the Slob slippin' as I aim for the heart by connect with the level
That I'ma
Show you I'm not R. Kelly
X, pass me the weed
I'ma put my ashes out on his ass for the last time, man
Watch your fuckin' mouth
I love it when you
Dressed in all pink, 'cept my gator shoes, those are green
Draped in a leopard mink, girls standin' next to me
Probably shoulda washed this, smells like R
her out, but I just want some sucky suck
My Glock a a minor, Gen 17, can't leave it round R. Kelly
Turn that nigga to a bowling ball, put holes all in
I'm pouring out this metaphorical 40
Taking time to acknowledge the things that weren't meant for me
Surely there are people in my life who aren't
written
And then listening to the
Tapes afterwards to hear how
It all worked out
You see well, I'm running over my time
And people are telling me to stop
nemám péro, ale bitches jako R. Kelly
Nepleť si mě s hoes, co ti vlezou do Panamery
Řekni kolik znáš frajerů co mě měli
Dva
Sharlota je čistej marketing
arrived
Lookin' sexy, lookin' fly
Baddest chick, chick inside
DJ, jam tonight
Spotted me, a tender thang
There you are, come on, baby
Don't you wanna
arrived
Lookin' sexy, lookin' fly
Baddest chick, chick inside
DJ, jam tonight
Spotted me, a tender thang
There you are, come on, baby
Don't you wanna
I'm way outside of things
The public eyes on rioting
While I am making rhymes like I am writing in a diary
They can't decipher me
They won't decide for
or a quarterback
R Kelly didn't have to tell me about
Your bump and grind and your foreplay
I found out and I asked you
If this was true you said no way
Birdman
a pussy predator
But not for young girls
That's that R kelly fella
(Flashing) Here comes the paparazzi
Put 'em where the be 'fore they spot me
(Flashing)
Greedy that's why my first week I got a mil
It's young money open the bar
If they don't know who you is I bet they know who you are
No kelly just n.o.
a Salary that grants me
Successful in this majestic culture
Survive if you're high like the nest of a vulture
Pauly Poltergeist, a voltage of lighting
Anything I start ima finish
These are the scars of my winning
Music my diary, I tell all my life
Flashbacks 1st time I ever fell off a bike
Remember when
I was you, I'd love me too, I roll like a boss
Nine eleven Porsche same color as cranberry sauce
I ain't gon' front, I thought R. Kelly was the shit
In life it's Seven Deadly Sins, so I pray for Redemption
Locked in like R. Kelly, but this pot is not for pissin
Santa just sent me some mail, he
rollercoaster
And I'm happiest on acid
But I'm not too shabby sober
Got a shorty by the border
Who invite me over
Put on PBS and watch a little Nova
Pushing all
I tried to write a rap song
It didn't take me that long
'Cause I rushed it
So the words are shit and the tune
Will get right on your tit's
My rhymes
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