Lyrics:
Bro it-it was Key Kelly that did it bro Key Kelly I'm telling you
Shout out my brother he really the plug
Xannies, and percies, and lean wassup
Now he plays a little tavern all the drunks say he's a star
Hollywood forgot his number now he's stuck in kelly's bar
But is he happy my friend
Or does
crushed
By Chinese greed
Pretty young mother by the temple gate
Covers her baby's face against diesel fumes
That look of concern, you can see it still
cause i just heard the calling
i focus on things that im deeming important
coming in hot im young Kelly Rowland
you better know all my lyrics are solid
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
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
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
to lie
You can tell by my face
There's a reason why
I won't try to lie
Is there any way out for me this time
I won't try to lie
You can tell by my
to lie
You can tell by my face
There's a reason why
I won't try to lie
Is there any way out for me this time
I won't try to lie
You can tell by my
grows in Pennsylvania
I know she's from Jersey
These are the slavery chords I was taught by my grandmother
The things she whispered in my ear
She taught
If I don't fuck with you, I just cut ties (Whoa)
My high school teacher said I'd never be shit
Tell that bitch that I turned out just fine (Joyner)
tongue
That's so hard to do
Kelly, this is where you called her a whore
Kelly, go get a job
Oh, you are a whore. I have to behave here this year
You could
[Chorus]
I been around the world
And gets nothing but love
For who I am
I thank my fans so much
Even though some may hate
Still I appreciate
Gimme all the rhythm and blues niggas
Hen rock the shots of the liquor
Hmmm, it makes me cum quicker
Rub it on your belly like jelly, R.Kelly
You
brakes, nigga umma grind
Town to town and I'm making my rounds
R. Kelly, nigga bump and grind ooh
Kash, made the beat so you know umma ride
Umma hustler
them hardships are not to slow
You down from your vision, stay focused on the gold
Once again, Len came through in the clutch
Changed my trajectory, but
of a world's so cold
A new delusion keeps me moving while I'm proving that I'm lucid
Keep you fools in tune to music did I lose ya stupid
I dumbed it down
swisher sweets
Want some fucking crack
Gon' and hit me on my beep
A-I-R, sipping on the barre
Nigga you don't understand
Nigga in our car
Got 4 TV's all up
swisher sweets
Want some fucking crack
Gon' and hit me on my beep
A-I-R, sipping on the barre
Nigga you don't understand
Nigga in our car
Got 4 TV's all up
this planet nor from outer space
I just do my thing in the clouds with stars
I don't need to say it you know who I are like
No I'm different from
Changing Faces, Jay Z, R Kelly
Uh, yeah, Jigga, uhu changing Faces
How we do yo, all of my rhymes for
All of my days I trade
All of my dimes and all
your hands up
And if R Kelly's record is sharp let me see your hands up
And if your body swing to the track throw your hands up
And if you want some more
piss, huh
Big weird, stop actin' like R. Kelly, lil' bruh (ah)
Fake woke hoes, they just fuckin' for brunch (brunch)
Bitch, my money longer than
(Oh yeah) the fancy cars
The women and the caviar
You know who we are
'Cause we're pimpin' all over the world
The fancy cars
The women
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