Lyrics:
Who you know rock a beat
So often
This is all I ever wanted like
Kelly Clarkson
Often, they be sulkin
When the coffin's brought in
But for you they
easier and easier to me
It's a shame at how
Desperate y'all niggas becomin'
Only willin' to help unless
Y'all benefit from it
We used to didn't have
a minute (Let's get it)
Motherfuckers thought that I'm finished (Whoa)
Know a couple rappers stealin' my sauce, who are they kiddin' (Y'all dumb)
There's no
in too deep)
I want to get into you (just get in too deep)
I want to get into you (kick a lil freestyle, yo)
[R. Kelly]
y'all been here so
"Mrs. Johnson
You're wearin' your dresses way too high
It's reported you've been drinking
And a-running round with men and goin' wild
And we don't
ought to be bringing up your little girl this way"
It was signed by the secretary, Harper Valley P.T.A.
Well, it happened that the P.T.A. was gonna
cuz i got next
I put them pieces on my neck
Now i look i need sex
I know that its a whole lot to be said
But first i gotta make sure that you
"Mrs. Johnson
You're wearin' your dresses way too high
It's reported you've been drinking
And a-running 'round with men and goin' wild
And we don't
gon' hit yo' ass up.
You know where we comin' from
Death Row bitch Ay yo Kurupt
You first to blast nigga and you know how we do it
at your feet
They chase you down the street
But I'm all you wa-wa-want
So hey, hey Mr. President
You're such a gentlemen
It's such an honor to meet
That's what he's here for
[Mary Sunshine]
Excuse me, gentlemen. Miss Kelly, do you remember anything at all about that
night?
[Velma Kelly]
I passed out.
you know my funk was all up in ya
Deep in ya creep when you walk, I dig that
Split your wig back, now grab the bedpost
Move in real close, I feel
winning
rock ratti but I love Amiri
and you know that when i Dine with my team and I chill with my friends it's exciting ,life is amazing
And the cake
[Intro: R. Kelly]
Uhh, uhh (uh-huh) uhh
Yeah, this is for all the sexy ladies out there
Uhh.. walkin around downtown
Shoppin at the malls, yeah
Light him up smoke him up just like he cigerelly
An American, just like I'm Kelly
(Clarkson)
I bring the fye to they celly
(Arson)
Murder on mind like I'm
Goes out to all my players out there, man
You know, that got that one good girl, dogg
That's always been there, man
Like, took all the bullshit
But
the fuck off me make that bitch clap magnolia new orleans, we spray up apartments my goonies they heartless, red beam on the target no drive by we park it
to the President
Shit is still fucked up y'all
And y'all wonder when it's gon' get better
And it ain't gon' get better
Dear Mr. President, tell me what to do
Barrack
Bitch don't got no money but want me I know she toxic
Told you we in Houston its easy to catch these Rockets
Niggas sent a blitz I responded like I
believe you ought to be
A bringin' up your little girl this way"
And it was signed by the secretary
Harper Valley PTA
Look out
Ooh
woo hoo
Woo hoo
believe you ought to be
A bringin' up your little girl this way"
And it was signed by the secretary
Harper Valley PTA
Well, it happened that the PTA
letter, to the President
Shit is still fucked up y'all
And y'all wonder when it's gon' get better
And it ain't gon' get better
Dear Mr. President, tell me
Mr America
I'm just an immigrant Nigger
Living a life in the city
Tryna get by with my pennies
Survival is a must
A job is a plus
If they hiring us
pit
We dipped to the spot she was parked in
She said it was fire like arson
Lil white bitch Kelly Clarkson
Know imma finish it if you start it
That
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