Lyrics:
I am like a tree and every lyric is a timb
Spilled brews and greasy foods got my car smelly
Some be so high, they believe they fly like R. Kelly
can do,
Now we are married, ever more,
I can do magic
Kelly you bad, no Charlie you Bad!
love with everybody's girl.
Look at Brenda there with Luke,
She's giving him the boot,
Ah, but Kelly's standing by.
Aw, and here comes my man Tom,
Ask
like I'm R kelly
TikTok gave us Kelly
These days fame can get you money
hundred k for the night
Plus a 50, thanks for coming
Said I always treat her
dreams will open the door (open up the door)
It makes no difference if you're black or white
If you're a boy or a girl
If the music's pumping, it will give
Surrounded, as he is most days, by a
Small cadre of management
And marketing professionals
Each of them with a stake in
His career there are representatives
this
I'm gonna take good care of you
{So here we go} my girl
{Just let em know} your my girl
These are the things I would do
For my - the things I
Don't bust it to the dance
Only bust in my pants accidentally
Fundamentally, I fuckin' nut in the corner
Spittin' bullshit like I'm R kelly's lawyer
Got
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
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
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
Dressed in all pink, 'cept my gator shoes, those are green
Draped in a leopard mink, girls standin' next to me
Probably shoulda washed this, smells like R
hot and sour
R. Kelly shit, no golden showers
Bitches on my dick call me Austin Powers
Call me Austin Powers
Call me Austin Powers
Call me Austin Powers
In life it's Seven Deadly Sins, so I pray for Redemption
Locked in like R. Kelly, but this pot is not for pissin
Santa just sent me some mail, he
Girls who are HOT call 'em TAZY
Girls who are not call 'em lazy
Girls wanna be, be with me-zee
If you call, call me the Mac Drazey
Girls who are HOT
to some R. Kelly
And hit it to some Marvin' Gaye
(Don't you worry 'bout a damn thang, NoOoOo)
See how I do it to it
Gotta I sip that Blew It
When I touch
A fly girl is a girl who wants you to see
Her name her game and her ability
Two gold teeth and cold cash money
The guys are on her strap she tends
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)
chrome
Fucking hoes over fifty four my name here weight you barely no
You on that are Kelly shit your bitch is barely grown
[Chorus]
G-unit
The MAC by my pelvis in my Helmut Lang
The shells'll bang, make everything outta your helmet hang
Uh, the mayo jar was Hellmann's when I swirled
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
than you are today
I know a place where you can get away
It's called a dance floor, and here's what it's for, so
[Chorus:]
Come on, vogue
Let your body
need me... man are rating
Man ah shaking
Pop!
Pity your sire
Girl, I waiting!
Cos I wee* up!
Wit the get high to the steak in pon the river
And I reverb
exercising, I'm a jogger
Riding round the city, you the police, I'm the robber
Haha, you on that R Kelly, I got this tec, nigga
Don't go in that celly, don't
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