Lyrics:
my ass smile
R. Kelly got beat up in jail, good for that pedophile
I'ma miss Donald Trump, can't front, he was funny
Obama gave us trap phones,
You know by now, I want it more than anything
If I walk away and just let you leave
You'll be stuck in my head like a melody
I know you want it
Without R Kelly and his remix to ignition
Two people tgwo names
Pullin on both sides
Two dudes two claims
Pullin the same mind
One's gotta be tamed
One's
dumb, call it Kelly Bundy
Got a big house with a backyard, fish tank with sharks in it
Real nigga, I'm authentic, I'll fuck the bitch 'til she short
put my cocky in her
Coop of ki's up out the kitchen
Birds we remix with ignition
I believe I took flight
R.Kelly, McKnight
2Pac, Suge Knight
Sugar
to blow
[Verse 1: St. Plates]
White girl cocaina
I just put my cocky in her
Coop of ki's up out the kitchen
Birds we remix with ignition
I believe I took
the damn thing
I want sex in the kitchen over by the stove
I want put you on the counter by the buttered rolls
Hands on the table, on your tippy toes
We'll
.. I see you in your sexy jeans
Manicure, pedicure mamis
Your hair is good, yeah, I see you
[Chorus: R. Kelly]
LADIES! (You're.. so.. se-xy) So
sparklers
I wanna see flamethrowers in this motherfucker
This a Will.I.Am joint
Hit-Boy, Britney, Waka, Weezy
And they call me Diddy bitch
Where 1 Oak at?
letter according to my love for you
So I hope these presents will travel safely to where you are
You find my heart with a ribbon wrapped on it in a box
Moe wassup, in this bitch
And this nigga's singing
Coming through just like hell
The bells are ringing
Big Moe wreck one more, so we can hit the store
Moe wassup, in this bitch
And this nigga's singing
Coming through just like hell
The bells are ringing
Big Moe wreck one more, so we can hit the store
(woo)
All your verses sound like dirty dishes (gross)
I'm about to clean them in the kitchen (woo)
And we making money by the minute (woo)
I'm about
magic tricks
We see ya in the clubs
Everywhere, around the world
Let's go
[Hook, R. Kelly]
Lookin' for that magic chick
Who wants to disappear
And get
a remix, right?)
Rain down all ye Heaven
Rain down all ye Heaven (Heaven), rain down
As the skies poured out righteousness
The clouds are lifting
Catch me by the pool in my Tony Starks slippers
Wonder Woman armed Ghost is intelligent
Made thirty offa Def Jam I was killing 'em
Did cash
the trap booming
Got that fish scale
Them birds are Patrick Ewing
100 pints in, 100 pints gone
100 packs in, 100 packs off
At the kitchen, standing
right!
(Kelly (sung):) There are certain obligations you just can't shirk.
You've got to put the heat on to make the kettle perk.
(Silvers (spoken):)
sparklers
I wanna see flamethrowers in this motherfucker
This a Will.I.Am joint
Hit-Boy, Britney, Waka, Weezy
And they call me Diddy bitch
Where 1 Oak at?
Accidently kelly street
Where friends and strangers
Sometimes meet
Accidently kelly street
I never thought life
Could be so sweet
In the garden birds
Japan, are you in the house?
Everybody, are you in the house?
Baby, baby, come on
Baby, come on, baby, come on (Bad Boy)
Oh, when you walk by every
need a G-mix
It's something like a remix
Instead it's for the G's in the street and the bad bitches
What's a bad bitch she a hood classic
Thick
I'ma see you in Hell (inhale)
Battle rap? Boy you wouldn't win a debate
The type of legacy I got
You don't get by mistake
Man don't let them amp you up
more
Said we got each other back
And then you put the knife in it like the kitchen drawer
Way I'm feelin' on this album, really took it easy on you
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