Lyrics:
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,
nobody else
You and I tighter than the jeans on my ass
You remind me of this thing something like
R.Kelly singing 'bout a jeep
Boy, you're everything to me
It’s Another one
Something different
Something new
Baby you are you are
My firefly
Just stay right by my side
Do not do not
Don’t leave my side
I
Was tripping yeah I fell a lot
Now I'm slipping to the top
Grand champ I X the spot
Keep a dog to smell the opps
They don't know I never stop
Who we be
Gimme all the rhythm and blues niggas
then rock the shots of liquor
they make me cum quicker
rub between your belly like jelly R.Kelly
you think you
made a fool out of when I pull on 'em?
R. Kelly with a full bladder
Non-high school grad, I'm not a scholar
But I'm so cold when I'm droppin'
You are still by my side, Samba Blue
To Astrud Gilberto tunes
We made love in the afternoon
Then strolled down the Champs Elysees
Sharing a warm
left me alone
But are quick now
To play a game of telephone
Simmer simmer down now
Ive arrived
The champ is here
I'm just hitting my stride
Heart
shoulda just stayed hidden
Cuz the sparks ur tryna start around here are just forbidden
Ya watch me
Bringing all the pain I be swinging I'm like Baki
U
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?
550 what I'm bangin'
I nicknamed the chop R Kelly how it's sangin'
Bitch I'm feeling like No Cap, I'm protected by ghetto angels
Long range just give me
to my face
N***** pissy little girls, R Kelly case
I can't really tolerate no lame round me
Boy you broke, your pockets on E
Got Fendi on my belt
Cause I
it's starting to look a lot like Trapped in the Closet (ooh)
I was thinking about that masterpiece by R. Kelly (ooh)
When suddenly my dentist started
you testify against my
Quest to find, hits by mastery
Like "Are you really blessed to rhyme?"
If I tell you that I got the master key that means it's
the dishes, and I liked that
Champ said, "All dem other gyal need a dry slap"
Kelly went and put me in a friendzone, I hate that
Only girl that can friend
to sip from the jealous, play platinum pelous.
She made me look like a salad to are Kelly.
Can I walk by, without you grabbing me?
Shortie, tell me
die for you
And that's why you're my lover
(You are my lover, my moonlight lover)
(Me carry go a foreign cuz you
Love it under cover now)
Yes, you are
Yeah, F-50
As times go by, I twist the lah
Fuck with me and my niggas, somebody gon' die
You think I'm off point 'cause
You see me gettin' high
But
check
Disguised as business men
Said, "Who let in R Kelly's clique?"
Bringing crack rocks on the plane
I throw him down on the
Floor and start pounding
I
lie I don't even much rap like this but fuck it I'm pissed R.Kelly
Gotta be pretty for you to get hit missionary I pull out and nut on her belly
Bitch
over a Dame
R Kelly's new celly, can't telly, who's this?
Judge a book by the keeper on the look of transcripts
(They killed my baby, oh god they
[GENUINE DRAFT a.k.a DOMINO]
Genuine Draft with the Gat
Can you see the Slob slippin' as I aim for the heart by connect with the level
That I'ma
I'll Shit on You, I'll pee on R. Kelly too
This is Bizarre, see you "Devil's Night 2"
Ron and Kelly Chante contagious
(I'm Hot) Records heard, Dj's playin 'em
My words are being relayed who's sayin 'em?
Ay yo!!!! we are
My name's
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