Lyrics:
Sorry I meant hepatitis
That's just what happens
When I get to snapping
I'm rapping too fast
Now my lyrics are slapping you
Clapping you hard In the back
Nine eleven Porsche same color as cranberry sauce
I ain't gon' front, I thought R. Kelly was the shit
Let me find out he fucking 'round with Bow Wow
don't know by now baby I'm a star,
Look at my face,
Look at my car,
Look at my waist then look at my scars.
Look out da window see where we are.
In
side, but she's my Kelly Kapowski
Foot on the gas, I make the tires say screech
Whippin it fast, baby let's head to the beach
Swimsuit amazing on you got
Dealer Hoes ain't make no noise
Snipering in their backyards
We're Eli's they're Big McCoys
Once again, you know what's on
I got something that'll get you
long to be
Something better than you are today
I know a place where you can get away
It's called a dance floor, and here's what it's for, so
Come
music plus weed and hemmy does
I been around minneso' hoe so you know who and what we are,
A guaranteed pimp game ghetto super stars
They
Need to get a lot of
Stuff off my chest i want everyone
To know that your dreams
Are not invalid this is
An autobiography of ideology, I need to do
me
Imma take a piss on you hoes like r kelly
After school we at the deli
Right back on the teli
Call em up and tell em its the brown makaveli
Yeah
Dick long
Heh
Turn it up bitch, betcha gonna like this song
You don't look like R-kelly but you always stay pissed off
I don't get money like that
R.Kelly shinin
It's about me shinin the light
On my people in Jamaica with my music
Cause I got fans there and they love me
You know what I mean?
[Verse
talking R. Kelly, but I think you are the "Same Girl"
That's spending time in my dreams living rent free
And I don't mind, at this point I just threw out
dey come my way
See me I no dey like to brag
Now the one thing sure I know what I'm about yeah
To be a bad guy no be by force
To roll up in your rizla
[50 Cent]
Yeah, F-50
[Chorus - 50 Cent]
As times go by, I twist a lot
Fuck with me and my niggas, somebody gonna die
You think I'm all poinry, cause
on me)
'Cause I'm the playa all the hatas wanna be (Wanna be)
Chamillitary, yeah
[Chorus]
[R. Kelly]
Purple phantom, dip low
Blowin' out that
Mike moon walked
R Kelly tried to fly
Keem had a dream
Fucked around believed lies
Bitch told me that she love me, and that's the biggest one
19
Say hey what's accurate
Cause Kelly's at Christmas party and
Everybody's V.I.P. then,
I know we all have our problems
And tryin' to make it better
and find ways to get by
While the know it alls roam the street, knowing they lie
I'm with the Scritti P O L I T T I
Tryin' to fly like R Kelly in the belly
from Tulane; she was looking for a little change of pace
When a cop pulled 'em over on the interstate, Kelly blew that car away
(I heard him singin')
I'm not talkin R. Kelly
Spend a few bands and now they lookin jelly, big Kelly Michelly
She stepped on my ass like I got a damn wedgie
You do not
desires
Crucified cause I'm rich, in the coupe, take a pic
On the phone at the light, Kelly Rowland's a friend (yeah)
Catfish in the Benz, Manti Teo's
Baby follow me
And I will follow you
Be the real McCoy
So what you wanna
What you wanna do
I got what you want
And you are all I need
You can
income
She enjoys the music, it's so sick, we are like minded
Not like these basic hoes, convos are not one-sided
Blessed with what we have, when I see her
fucking song
Yeah I‘m shittin on these cheap fakes I can‘t ever do no wrong
See them bitin me and Friendzone
Like what the fuck is going on
Yeah what
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