Lyrics:
Real hitman shoot in a tie
My chopper R Kelly believe he can fly
I let the rouger up like 4th of July
I’m taking royal pain, this ain’t Sky High
I
and the parcels
'cause all our homes and offices got
Stacks of mail last June, ow! Ha! Ha!
When it was my birthday anyway
We're all dead pleased by the way
You've
the tall ships come
For forty thousand years I've been
The first Australian
I came upon the prison ship
Bowed down by iron chains
I fought the land,
comply
And I'll find nothing more to life
I'll get by and just wonder why
Woke up like a champ in the nick of time
Cause I got no money and I got no mind
okay?
You've been hit by, you done slept with a Smooth Criminal
Mane we bout' that action
That chopper gone piss on that boy R.Kelly
It's finna get messy
diamonds boy
Nigga it's a pretty day, and it's flossin season
Added six tires to my new machinery
Double R like to ball like it's no tomorrow
Pretty broads
take part they were here to take over
From the start John Kavanagh by his side whoever though they'd be known worldwide
After 60g's baby
(Kelly)
I can see it all so clear.
I have nothing left to fear.
With you by my side.
Ain't no need to hide.
(I can tell you anything)
Chorus:
I can't help
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)
citizens are intelligent
Reading out testament are we tested men
By the whole father holy father
Be a better man clean the blood stains
Order the number
no weapon formed against me will prosper (go hard)
(We make it look easy)
And I truly believe that my haters are my motivators (oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Kelly, can you handle this?
Michelle, can you handle this?
Beyoncé, can you handle this?
I don't think they can handle this!
Barely move, we've
Kelly, can you handle this?
Michelle, can you handle this?
Beyoncé, can you handle this?
I don't think they can handle this!
Barely move, we've
are you the one I was waiting for?
Feeling so lucky, have you by my side is a blessing from Lord.
Girl when I need you you’re always there for me
Even
the tall ships come
For forty thousand years I've been
The first Australian
I came upon the prison ship
Bowed down by iron chains
I fought the land,
Permanently, you just being hurt, this ain't gonna work
For me, it just wouldn't be, sufficient enough
'cause we, are just gonna be, enemies
As long as we
What? Here's another one
What? Uh huh uh
What? Uh, here's another one
Uh huh, uh, uh
Live from NYC it's Q.B
The heavy weight champ female emcee
What? Here's another one
What? Uh huh uh
What? Uh, here's another one
Uh huh, uh, uh
Live from NYC it's Q.B
The heavy weight champ female emcee
Journey of a thousand miles
One step, right leg
Next step, left leg
Bit by bit we are getting there
Even for sleep I dey chase moolah
Big bags, big
Let's get, I can't wait to trick man
It's gonna be so sweet
Still like, "Can you hit it with your OVO goose on?"
I'm like, "What are you on?"
Told
Gettin' freaky in the club
That money
With the pretty kush taste like honey
By the way she's windin' it on me
My goodness girl you're so freaky, you're so
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
Autobioaug' but it's brought up by y'all
They pressed for their ice Oksana Baiul
Stunting around here that is not the right move
They don't care about me what
The brows are arched of the mews across the street
By a pale ochre light are made out heavy reliefs
Where all your dreams are borrowed all your senses are
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