Lyrics:
Knowing that I'm bout to blow I feel like a terrorist
I'm here to up the score so Ima cherry pick
Niggas be weirdos with hoes on that R Kelly shit
Got beef
a day's work
Mrs kelly picks the phone up for jerry
When she catches wind of the news
Mrs kelly can't believe what said he
Or how he's gonna pay his dues
of them
And knowing how the common-folk condemn
What it is I do, to you, to keep you warm
Being a woman, being a woman
But always up the mountainside
the place of life.
She believes that people are lice
who eat her, so she bites first her
thirst increases year by year and by the time
the sheen has
outta this joint.
Woman: Frankie, when they get here wer're gonna be dead, I know we are! We don't have agun!
Frankie: Listen. We got three million...
nothing,
That's normal for a woman to have a dildo,
My mind goes to why do they need it, cause we absent,
Then I ask myself why are we absent,
Then I
Soon as one of them walk by me and I be like, "Yo whats up?"
[Chorus]
All the shrimp and lobster honeys, downtown shoppin' honeys
Stayin'
is my Kelly Girl
A temporary cure for pain
Beam me up before I go insane
Oh Scottie won't you energize
I've had enough of this world
And the tears are
like some real gang shit to me
We hear squale then we breeze off
When I see the word cops I just see ops
Act like they care the feds need a Oscar
No
it's hot and it's ready, the album is fire like the gas got leaked (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Everyone said I can do what I want when I'm older, I'm up in your
If you a bad boy
If you a bad boy then you die
Westside outlawz when we ride, get me high
They f***ed up when the rob me
Put another contract
[Chorus]
[Bridge: R. Kelly]
Now hold on the way you pit it on me now
Hold on I love the way you shake it now hold
On you drop it then you pick it up
Hey there, hey, how are you?
Muah, everything cool
I don't know, I'm trying to see if you gon' like it
I'm gon' love it, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
and protection
Of a woman and her child
When the old way keeps on failing
A new sun has to rise
Look ahead as times are changing
War is not a woman's game
Whoah,
mothafuckin sunny day
Stayin in my tub like I was told by young Mac Dre
I said in the last I'ma savage when I go up in 'em
Another fuckin hoe be bendin over for
The same motherfucker got us livin' is his hell
You have to realize, what its a form of slavery
Organized under a swarm of devils
Straight up, word 'em up
a talent, so let me flaunt the gift
Chorus
[KRS-One]
Push up ya han-ds, if you out here gettin PAID
Push up ya han-ds, if you don't have AIDS, biddi-by-by
come to the t'cha
Push up ya han-ds, if you out here gettin paid
Push up ya han-ds, if you don't have AIDS, biddi-by-by
Push up ya han-ds, if you
vibe in the moment
Your spiritual life is so potent
Even when guys are approachin
You ain't gon hide your devotion
She a walk by faith now
No matta what
and
Look for names to put in
But the only thing they’re killing are
Their chances with a woman
Fitting, ‘cuz their god keeps ruining
His shot at getting laid
a man feel better than a woman
Queen with a crown that be down for whatever
There are few things that's forever, my lady
We can make war or make babies
Hispanics never seen that
So they nick named me la blankita
once up on a time in a foot sale
tournament in queens.
now in the US woman national team
eyelashes in the recipe
Please, it's more than she's spittin in my lemonade
and R. Kelly ain't got the right to sing the hook, like Butch
Yeah, c'mon, spit
a hype beast
I need my woman right by me I hope the feds don't indict me
I'm wasting time with a hoe I should be changing my flow
Why don't I work on my
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