on me when I see ya dancin' with other guys I'm runnin' low on ones, I cant lie I'm in love baby [Chorus 2X - T-Pain] [R.KELLY] I must be the first
We can Fly just like R.Kelly Them only secondary to the sun I think I gotta son but I ain't sure What's in store God there's more Shortie says she came
panties with no tops We take a puff of 'dro be-atch Fat Joe, R. Kelly we pop up Yeah, Terror Squad, Rockland what the fuck what Fat Joe, R. Kelly we
I'm next on the menu, runnin' up and in you With seven rubbers on me, don't try to discontinue We gots to bump and grind, crank up the R. Kelly Delicious
what a nigga gotta do to get you out that thong When are you really gonna make up your mind shorty? See Twista work that stick, now can I get in it from behind shorty
on, man, let's do It Can I get a, yeah, yeah, everywhere Up, down, left, right Shorty's movin' again, shorty's loose with the pen Shorty do with the
When I'm in cabrini green, you know I hit Sammy's Thugged out ,yo my people givin' eye jammies Now them shorties say I'm cute when they can't stand me R. Kelly
text me whatever I dont care Verse 3 Now some may say thats a shame but im playin the game either dude is a lame oh shorty know my name and its very easy to see shorty
[50 Cent Insert] She so fine, shorty she so fine Shorty she so fine, shorty shorty she so fine She look good, she look good, she look good, she look good
a pimp like preety tone I got the info on the preety chrome Fucking hoes over fifty four my name here weight you barely no You on that R Kelly shit your
like thats my husband she might even cheat with me on her boyfriend (city) to city on that tour bus (and she's pretty) she's getting on that tour bus smoke dro, grind slow, my shorty
you don?t f** to this R and b got kids off this R and b Get b*** off this r and b. you need a hook, who you call, the King of r and b. Chorus 2X Verse
front, i thought r kelly was the shit let me find out, he fucked around with bow wow bitch niggaz eatin popcorn, right rewinding and the tape now shorty
sauce I ain't gonna front, I thought R-Kelly was tha shit Then we find out he fucking round with bow wow bitch Niggas eatin' popcorn, right, rewinding the tape Now shorty
look at Gotti iced out with the blingy-bling And a big body sittin' on them gleamy things Now Rockland niggas know the means of cream Kelly, R&B Thug