Lyrics:
To turn my spirit into shattered glass
Matter of fact, it’s only by God’s grace that i haven’t snapped
Not playing Ne-Yo, definitely no Dwele
I rather bump
Ayy, never gon' bump R kelly
Love the city I'm from so much
That I might tat the whole
Name 'cross my belly lil bitch
Still rockin' new Air Force 1s
shit
You ain't livin' by the code
It was just me in the cold
Now all you see is smoke
What
All you see is smoke
EightyFour
All you see is smoke
This my
me think about when I used to listen to slow jams
Back in the day (yeah)
Like babyface, whip appeal (no doubt)
Or r. kelly, bump and grind
But you
[Verse 1]
(R. Kelly)
Here is a story
about a man coming in,
and found his woman in the bed with,
well listen...
Its 2 A.M. I'm just gettin in about
as Vanilla Ice's son
And walk around the rest of my life spit on
And kicked and hit with shit every time I sung
Like R. Kelly as soon as "Bump and Grind"
to
Be on the surface cover doesn't equal contents of the book you are reading
When I step in the club I want all your hands up
When you play this and bump
But my lawyers told me settle this (settle this)
Even though it's bullshit (it's bullshit)
Kelly, protect your career
All these people in my ear
I
as Vanilla Ice's son
And walk around the rest of my life spit on
And kicked and hit with shit every time I sung
Like R. Kelly as soon as "Bump and Grind"
play the game, our world is free
Do what you want but scream
We know a place where the nights are hot
It is a house of funk
Females and males
Both
bitches are lookin'
C'mon, yo, throw your hands c'mon
Bitch grab your tits c'mon
Let me know you in the spot
Bump your fists, c'mon
Thugs tote yo'
bitches are lookin'
C'mon, yo, throw your hands c'mon
Bitch grab your tits c'mon
Let me know you in the spot
Bump your fists, c'mon
Thugs tote yo'
Tick, boom
Mi nah really care weh mi bump into
Bulldozer, make room
Write that pon fi mi tomb
Don't care if they assume
Only stop to collect,
with your heart and your mind
Games are waste of time, now we can do the nasty
And do what the do and see what it does
Either we gon' love what we do
games are all waste of time
Now we can do the nasty and do what it do to see what it does
Cause either we go low we do to each other just let it be what
soul, show you really got soul
Are you ready hump, bump, bump, get bump, now let's go, house
Twist and turn,
You got the body rock and pop, bounce
Whoa, you're alive
Do you ever really stop and wonder why?
Is your soul fortified?
By the tiny twinkling light inside your eyes?
Whoa, another
And they say kind of music you play like R&B
Said I only play that music for those who smoke weed
And you want to know my roots and now where I come from
play the game, our world is free
Do what you want but scream
We know a place where the nights are hot
It is a house of funk
Females and males
Both
at history
This all started with the likes of me
Kissed by the sun
But yet freedom has to be won
It’s in the rum bump bump and a rum pum of my drum
It’s in my
Gettin' freaky in the club
That money
With the pretty kush taste like honey
By the way she's windin' it on me
My goodness girl you're so freaky, you're so
must be somethin' wrong!
Here comes the Captain and his men,
Followed by his hungry men,
The meals are served and the prayers are said,
There
down for you
I'm here to tell you and show you
The truth of the matter
So if you listen
You perk your little ears
You might just hear it
Bump ba da bump
didn't wanna go
I walked in and that's when I saw you, my heart hit the floor
I get weird, I get shy and you are the reason why
I get weak, wanna die
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