Lyrics:
[R. Kelly - talking] (*continues behind Chorus*)
Roll, cheah, cheah
Roll, cheah, cheah
Roll, cheah, cheah
[Chorus]
You can catch me in
to the boogie, the beat
Now, what you hear is not a test I'm rappin' to the beat
And me, the groove, and my friends are gonna try to move your feet
You see, I
to the boogie, the beat
Now, what you hear is not a test I'm rappin' to the beat
And me, the groove, and my friends are gonna try to move your feet
You see, I
lies-
An unwitting victim by brigands attacked,
Left naked and dead with a knife
In his back.
Childhood terrors return to me now,
From the rand
Drinkin' on somethin'
Man I gotta be drinkin' on somethin'
Just chillin' with me, what the hell you doin' smokin' on green
Gotta be drinkin'
as Satellites they have different types
Space satellites are cgi
And there are hundreds of the real type they strap to balloons
That you can see fly by
At night.
this bar!
By two o'clock, when the bars are already closed down, BILLY had broken 'THE BIG NEWS' to ETHELL. And with dust and boulders everywhere,
the cmerican dream
Basement party means a baseball mixer
These days seem to go by quicker
Moments pass and summers fade
But these are memories made
Hop in
me and then I will teach ya
Lil ounce the word for the feature
Best in the game I will meet ya yeah
Test me and then I will beat ya yeah
If you don't
me cali love with the hazel eyes
She's an angel but I love it
That's coming by
She a heartbreaker and ya seeing why
Massaging me
She in the back
Tonight we're gonna launch a new revolution
One that will rock n roll your senses
And you are my test pilots
Your gonna kiss the sun and taste
(Verse 1: Snoop Dogg)
Drop the bomb, ring the alarm
We are here to do bottly harm
Now grab your girl
And run along
'Cuz you'll meet with me by
a fuck what you think
Smoke the chronic
Your name I forgot in less than the time that it takes me to blink
Hittin the pink
First night I meet her
I been
was given by the other so that nothing could play me
Some days this life it may test you
You may look to God he may bless you
Other days it's
bitches are lookin'
C'mon, yo, throw your hands c'mon
Bitch grab your tits c'mon
Let me know you in the spot
Bump your fists, c'mon
Thugs tote yo'
bitches are lookin'
C'mon, yo, throw your hands c'mon
Bitch grab your tits c'mon
Let me know you in the spot
Bump your fists, c'mon
Thugs tote yo'
the party actin hard, but the hardly a threat to the vet
Once you start me, no stoppin, no pardon me
No coppin a plea, I beat you in the head, third degree
approaching
The R rates increasing a graph that is sloping
Then came tiers crocodile tricks by alligator peers
All Caps died but we cried at the end of the year
life, Styrofoam cups, no ice
Party 'fore we go inside
Never let 'em out my sight, they're right by my side
Them my ride-or-dies, them my ride-or-dies
the party ends
Tell a friend
Tall, dark, handsome, and intelligent
Tell a friend
Know it never rains in California
Tell a friend
Took too long for me to get
Close the door cause I ain't going anywhere
Tonight I'm yours party's over here
Till it's bright outside we can't see shit
Lookin at my eyes while
I'm fucked up in the head
All I want is that bread
She just tryna get fed
Want to get ahead
But these fuck niggas wanna try to hold me by a thread
the sheets let me drop some knowledge
About computer science, let me take you to college
The following are bars a bout some nerdy code
That'll make your head
Nigga meet me by the bar
Bridge:
Shake it off shake it off take it off
break it off break it off make it soft (4X)
Brrr (we be clubbin') uhh (uhh)
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