Lyrics:
making these girls throw it back
Like I'm back in town
If her texts are dry, that's cause she wet wet wet with another guy
Nutted in her braces now my
the charge
Going hard will get you two shots now I'm facing the charge
Fire up the la let's go take a ride
They might catch you by surprise if you let 'em
I'm so sorry I'm selfish, sometimes I can't help it
I'm fucked up in the back off some powder
I'm so sorry, I'll be back in an hour
Kelly 13th
Put
remix it (remix)
Flipping them Patties like crab beaf
My shoes importers are Ballys
Finessin since I can remember
My wrist so cold, December
I'm selling
the Dude
On the way to the telly, we was bumpin' R. Kelly
And right before I cut her, it was confessions from Usher
She ain't used to a thug, she love
everytime we drove through town
Now,21 years later,(21 years later)I got a wife and kid
And I'm standin' here on Kelly's lot,just like my daddy did
you want to fling rock
Well, I'll be cruising by, you'll never see a smoother guy
Niggas getting smoked just like the Buddha tye
I'm rocking well like
I fell in love with a (yeah, aye, uh, yeah)
And now I'm haunted by her shadow
You just wanna start a battle
I fell in love with a bad hoe
Went
These niggas not outside, birds chirpin'
That lil' nigga wanna fake, huh
I put a nigga in a hearse, huh
Hop in the coupe, skirt
I feel like R Kelly, I'ma
from Compton Crip 'cause and I'm outta here
[INCH]
Betta watch your back
This is Piru 187
Put a Slob on his back with the Mac-11
A Kelly with a gun
from Compton Crip 'cause and I'm outta here
[INCH]
Betta watch your back
This is Piru 187
Put a Slob on his back with the Mac-11
A Kelly with a gun
of y'all
And if ya immature then I'm out the door
I'm on fire gettin' head by the
Harlem Boys Choir
Dreams, dreams, dreams of fuckin' an R&B dick
ayy
She tryna flirt, cause she sees the ice on my shirt, uh
She wanna stay by my side until we're dead in the dirt, ayy
She fell in love with the, uh uh
At times I can remember
We'd have fun
Love was one
But now you're just burden
I was stupid
Missed by cupid
I'm drinking heavy, almost thirty, Feeling
color bands it look like confetti
I do not argue with hoes that's petty
My chain get pissed on like R Kelly
Toxic nigga make her cry her eyes out
Sexy
that I'm about to be signed by one of the biggest pop producers at that time, my mother is sitting next to me and she couldn't be less impressed. She's
blurrin'
Whoa-oh, I can't see shit, my words get to slurrin'
Uh-oh, you can call me R. Kelly now, you're in
Trouble, what's occurring before, after,
not an opinion
This verse is a key
The remix to ignition
Now R Kelly locked up
For pissing on children
The youth is in shambles
I hope that you listen
I
If you ever heard some pain, this the remix
How he turn his bro to fashion, I don't know'
Oh
Then he post another status R I P To Bro,
Now he in
what, what
What, what, what, what
What, what, what, what
What, what, what, what
I'm gonna pop some tags
Only got twenty dollars in my pocket
I, I, I'm
maybe if I flirt
She won't flirt back
I don't wanna look dumb
I don't want that
No, I can't say a word
Cause my lips are too cold, oh no
Better not
There's a street in my city
Where the girls are all so pretty
And they smile "hello"
As they go breezin' by
As they glide by me swayin'
My poor
Kelly, can you handle this?
Michelle, can you handle this?
Beyoncé, can you handle this?
I don't think they can handle this
My boy Roc, can you
on my Father
And it's not by phone
I only live in this world
This is not my home
I know where I belong
And that's where I'm a be
When I'm gone
While I am
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