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igbo, hausa, yoruba
I'll take anyone no r kelly shit around here
I can't date girls too young she was older i was too young
Chased her cause she's bey

legs, he is not walking
Tryna rip off his dreads tryna unlock him
I'm tryna pee on his grave, I'm like R. Kelly
I cannot be around you if you smelly
Got

(Uh-huh)
I look in the mirror and talk to a stranger (Uh)
I keep my hoes in cages (Yeah)
But I ain't R. Kelly, she told me her cage was amazin' (Oh yeah)

my thing
Let a nigga move wrong in this bitch, I'ma let it bang
I ain't playing no games, I'ma let this smith sing
Like R. Kelly, put three big 4-0's

Oh yea girl
I see you over there across the floor
Looking like the goddess that you are
But aye, peep this though

Uh, Already know what the fuck is

conscious
Black lives really don't matter, let's be honest
Bitches really don't got standards, let's be honest
R. Kelly ain't rape you hoes, let's be honest

the legs
She got me moving all silly
Now I'm running from the feds
Now my spine is getting chilly

Piss on a n**** like R. Kelly hitting Diddy bops
Word

Said yo man coming home
This shit unexpected
Trapped in the closet like I was R Kelly
Calling your phone better answer your telly
He calling girl answer

bleed like I bleed How can I fear a nigga
Sippin' clean lean by the way I move You can tell I got it out the mud
R Kelly in my peoples from the four six

wearing a tapestry
I spaz out for any occasion
In the background; Kelly R. baby
Never needed any ovation
I get high from all of your hate
I get by off any

of tea when I'm outta the sunken
Kelly sedating me, relief by numbing
Life of the party, that lil' shorty stunning
Geekin' off dust, gimme blow like it's

as him
What you hear is blood, sweat and tears
On the mic
They tried to lock me up in jail
But I'm fighting for my life
R Kelly
So what, not sorry
My bars

the Gargoyle, wanted to play
Well there's a pedophile,  livin' right down the lane
And it's about damn time he took one to the brain
His name is R. Kelly

Choppa make it sing, lil nigga R Kelly
Go DMX lil nigga like Belly
Always wanna win, we ain't never been failing
I make the trap jump by myself
Don't need

when we fuck with affection
Blue lights in the crib and she glisten like Belly, I’m talking Keisha, I’m talking Kelly
I’m talking bricks of cocaine

Tired of all this bitchin'
Less and talk you listen
If it's eye for an eye
Then I'm leaving with no witness
I been on edge draggin' bitches
By they

on the celly
I like my bitches young, like my name R. Kelly

And when I come, it's with no hesitation
To my fascination, she's so fascinated
Got me really

on a perc
R.Kelly ima flirt, dickey ride when she twerk
SL63 Forgiato wheels
Spent a nigga yearly pay some motherfucking wheels
Dropped the top in rain, just

than your eyes, I'm feelin' like the fuckin' Yeti
This scene is rated fuckin' R, I ain't talkin' bout no Kelly
I ain't pissed, bells ringin', chop

And sometimes it can get to your heart I gave my life to christ
You know, we gotta give God praise for this You know what I'm saying
I'ma hit R Kelly, but in God

that n***a for real
A lil' bit of wine or a blunt of that lime
Here, baby, take both, I be readin' your mind
R. Kelly in the back, bumpin' the grind
I

Lil tart on my sweetheart wiggle like jelly
Barack got a fly nigga movin' like a peli
Flamingo, fuck with the kid, R Kelly
Synths on the track, make it

Polanski, Métricas, Ciro Guerra, Bowie, Red Hot Chili Peppers, R. Kelly,  John Lennon, Shia Labeouf, Marilyn Manson, Diomedes, Dr. Dre, Kevin Spacey,

garbage piss
DAMN
Peed on em, R Kelly SHIT
Movin, to my MF celly quick

Shit got me out the box
Niggas in the booth, now I'm rapping out this box
Trotting