Lyrics:
the hang time (swish, swish), same time
Way back before Maybachs (skrrt, skrrt), I swear I always had the same drive (woo)
Pumpin' stucco off the mud,
33 call it hit stick
Its the same one that got me a charge
Pushing work man I feel like I'm large
I done spent so much time in the trap
You would
see you at the top
The same night I was in handcuffs by the Cops
Same night I thought wouldn’t get to see my mom
Same night Baby and I can’t lie
It
close to danger
Most of my life 'cause if it don't work, worry and anger
Poisioned by demons, once upon a time my thought was pure
What will I endure
somethin', can't choose which gun
Don't do no cuffin', go when night come
No, you can't be my girl, bitch, are you dumb? (Are you dumb?)
Never gave a fuck
Intro - R. Kelly + (Nick Cannon)]
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh (Oh, uh, haha)
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh (Kels!)
(We in the club singing this for money, ha!)
Broke my fuckin' back from all the weight now buried
Good riddance bitch piss on your face like R Kelly
The less the merry 'cause there is less to carry
(Touch the sky)
I ain't R kelly but I believe I can fly
I believe I can (Touch the sky)
Tomorrow ain't promised, so
Whatever it brings
I'll spread out my
weak, on the Bible (weak, on the Bible)
Talkin' shit from where no one can find you
I can never be judged by a bitch that was dancin', makin' R. Kelly
county buck wild flow
You like R Kelly? You like
What he produced through?
Well ya, I like to bump and grind too
Feel me
Conversating, not tripping where
The trying times
The sleepless nights
Just know that faith is with us
Through all of the hills
And valleys roamed
That we must come to
Walk side by side
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
Nine eleven Porsche same color as cranberry sauce
I ain't gon' front, I thought R. Kelly was the shit
Let me find out he fucking 'round with Bow Wow
to share it with
Love rules the world, you feel me
1:
[R. Kelly]
He don't understand you like I do
No he'll never make love to you like I do
So give it
Bliss when I blast off when I get
R Kelly style on these hoes
Shit on the chest Small
You don’t know the chest nut crack
I crack y’all ass and I crack
around to Pac, I fuck my girl to R. Kelly
Tell her make me a sandwich, no PB and jelly
She look back like, "Goddamn, what you think this? A deli?"
I'm
ICP and Esham wicked rappers delight 2015
Feinds of the wicked shit its time to get high
Bump your fuckin shit up for somthin wicked shit by
name kelly?
You cuffed me (yeah)
Yeah I'm truly yours (Kevan Dre)
I cuffed you
You are mine, I don't need more (you are mine, you are mine, you are mine)
Intro - R. Kelly + (Nick Cannon)]
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh (Oh, uh, haha)
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh (Kels!)
(We in the club singing this for money, ha!)
the hang time (swish, swish), same time
Way back before Maybachs (skrrt, skrrt), I swear I always had the same drive (woo)
Pumpin' stucco off the mud,
them racks
If she break my heart she gotta pay me back
(Where she at)
Got her body done
Now she a dime piece
Ain't going out like R.Kelly
Where's your ID
Kelly
Got man Chanting R-Kelly (Wo woah!!)
She fall for my cute little lines steady
She my queen and I tell her no Lies
Backside side Krazy Bhadie Kelly
Dick long
Heh
Turn it up bitch, betcha gonna like this song
You don't look like R-kelly but you always stay pissed off
I don't get money like that
a shooter, knock him especially
I'm pissed off, they gon' call me R Kelly
Young nigga, change his name to R Xelly
Call up Skul, he gon' let it off
Glock go,
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