Lyrics:
Three passports, Three first class tickets to the money
Straight flights
I live by the cold war
Drove from round the globe
All I need is
[R. Kelly]:
You asked for me
So whatcha want to see me for
[Cassandra]:
I want to show you something
[R. Kelly]:
Oh yeah and what's that
love in a hopeless place
We found love in a hopeless place
Yellow diamonds in the light
And we're standing side by side
As your shadow crosses mine
enough, sauce
I dipped into many pools
Came out looking like a fool
I tried to find a better you
I lost myself, and that’s not cool
I dipped into many
Little bitches like R Kelly
I'm the reason all of these niggas looking scary
All my niggas we gone leave this life daily
I want a bitch from San Diego
Dinner date with your high school boyfriend
You can tell by his eyes that he's drank too much
I guess he's looking alright
But he's grabbing
R.I.P. B.I.G.
Uhh uhh think I'm gonna..
[R. Kelly]
I'm gonna get into you (get in too deep)
I want to get into you (get in too deep)
want
old Kelly
By the time we get done you are so wetty
My head on your stomach while you wear Fenty
Baby situations, we can pour Henny
Girl we can do it for
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)
love for my nigga named Screw
The Key-C's in this bitch, my nigga Jonathan
I got about 6 or 7 pounds from him
He broke em all down and we all got high
love for my nigga named Screw
The Key-C's in this bitch, my nigga Jonathan
I got about 6 or 7 pounds from him
He broke em all down and we all got high
What are you looking at?
Strike a pose
Strike a pose
Vogue, vogue, vogue
Vogue, vogue, vogue
Look around everywhere you turn is
What are you looking at?
Strike a pose
Strike a pose
Vogue, vogue, vogue
Vogue, vogue, vogue
Look around everywhere you turn is
they have for the world that they bleed dry.
They are the true pornographers
The real stylists in human perversion.
Rich educated tarts sit dumbly by
[R. Kelly, talking]
Oh! Ladies it's ya boyfriend, Kels
Do or Die, I told y'all
We lookin' for them magic chicks
The ones that can make that thing do
I'm embellishing
The thrill of me constantly reveling
I gotta pokerface no tell it seems
I'm always pissed like R Kelly's sheets
Intelligence gonna put
Are you ready for death?
Here's your cemetery plot
[Kamikaze]
Animosity pushes me to killa dreams in my sleep -
Fatal thoughts of puttin' punk
There's a Dutchman playing a mandolin,
And a German looking for Liam Óg O'Floinn.
And there's Adam, Bono and Garrett Fitzgerald,
Gettin' their photos
can hear the traffic sigh
Throw away those keys
Start walking, watch those
Tiny things go by
Accidently kelly street
Where friends and strangers
Looking up to god for these blessings to cleanse my soul
Love shit was fake but all that hate remained there
In this life you get one shot
You in and out
up with a machete
So much beef, I can open a deli
Grinding hard, I don't care what you tell me, getting intimate with the game, R. Kelly (R. Kelly, R
Do you wanna thug, babe?
(You wanna R&B thug?)
I'm just an R&B thug, babe
Lookin' for some love, babe
Do you wanna date, babe?
You're gonna
or beast (no, no)
But I admit there are times when these girls so fine
They'll chill with a nigga for a week (oh, for a week)
Now I admit I love Hugh
you itching the issue
Why you itching the issue
Like R. Kelly we piss you
Take that part out, i didn't mean that
Is it too soon to do R. Kelly jokes?
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