Lyrics:
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Do you really think I'mma tell em? Uh uh
Do you know that hitta Vitali? Uh uh
He get to punch out your belly uh uh
Do you know R. Kelly? Uh uh
cops
Kelly Thomas and George Floyd were killed by murderous cops
Who stood around in a circle and watched as they died
Deaths like these occur every day
and their doctors asked the lawyers for a high
While I sat in oblivion with no place else to go
Asking every passer by
Where the hell is Flo?
Where the hell
shoes, those are green
Draped in a leopard mink, girls standin' next to me
Probably should've washed this, smells like R. Kelly's sheets
(Piss)
But
a little meat in her diet
She's a freak
It's a whole lotta talking from them niggas with they time ticking out
Aw damn
My whole kitchen lit
I'm cheffing up
They wanted pain
I'll give em pain
I withstand more
We really ain't the same
All my friends are really dead
And I'm barely sane
Some chilling in
Sometimes it's hard to believe in Him
That's okay because he believes in you
The winds, the rain
The storm
The weapons that are formed against us (I
back for Uranus
Tell your meal ticket
I thank him for the bacon
Rest assured
I'm one who ate it
In the kitchen naked
I'm the reason for the sexy
wise enough to know when your body's yearing for me, yes I am
So So Def, R. Kelly, mmm
So So Def, R. Kelly
by the dozen
Sugar Cookies, sugar cookies baking in the oven!
I'm cooking in the kitchen to make em sweet like a muffin
Watch the sugar touch my
Mama's in the kitchen, hummin' along
To a hymn that you learn that you sing on Sunday
Daddy's in the back throwin' a ball
To a kid with a dream
and we are sitting in the lounge of this opulent recording studio complete with brand new white leather couches and an expensive looking animal rug.
On the news it was televised
An Astrovan on Daytons strolled by
You think I lie? O.M.B. supplies the R.I.-
P. to the busters in front of me
Sweat that ass every
thing changed
[Chorus: R. Kelly]
I'm hood, I'm street
Still standin' in the middle of the beat (Mac!)
I'm a mack, I'm a thug
I'm a pimp I does all
Wit That?
R.Kelly N Twista
[Chorus:]
I Can Tell Just By Lookin At Yo Body
When U Walk Up In The Club Girl
That U Got Good Sex
Even Though I Haven't
Traditions
Cooking up in grandma's kitchen
It's the food and the medicine
By the roots we've been given
Ancestral Traditions
Cooking up in grandma's kitchen
me
Everything invented, that was all me, yeah
Hell of a line, yeah, I know it's hella fine
Hell's Kitchen, tasting divine
You feel it in your
lives in the Philippines, the land of the rising sun
But by that time, the damage had been done
The damage to my heart that's broke
What are you, a doctor
fuckin I'mma get on dawg
Now gimme five or six chickens I'mma flip those birds
Cook it up in momma kitchen, let me get folks serve
If a nigga catch me
Half a job jerry sits in front of his telly
As he watches the world go by
Half a job jerry should be working but instead
He huddles himself inside
impressed by the way I'm living
There ain't gonna be a dollar missing
Cooking up like we in the kitchen
I ain't gonna take an intermission
Living how I'm
That I could not bring you home
I wait, wait, wait by the telephone
But you never call
Kelly Kapowski, where are you girl?
It's so amazing here
thing in my life
I wouldn't trade it anything for the world
Yeah All White G A.K.A. Ryan Kelly
Fuel to our fire
Eternally loved
A girl to admire
You're in our hearts
Wherever you are
That's our Kelly
Our Dover star
When our ship comes into dock
In
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