Lyrics:
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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
London where them boys die by the hundreds
No one taught us how to mourn, so we go print 'em on our jumpers
Back when Megan had the TT, hood dreams
got to find a way
To bring some lovin' here today
Britney Spears:
Barricades, can't block our way
Destiny's Child: (Kelly) Don't punish me with
(Ayy)
I'm a young Kelly Clarkson, fuckin princess
(Ayy) fucking incest, wincest, give her sex
Sex in the vest (Ayy)
Strapped come my way say, he a gay
In
up, shake it up side by side
Shake it up, shake it up side by side.
Shake it up, shake it up,
My paper rupt, they pay for us,
Homie, I'm dangerous,
and tell my momma don't cry
I believe I can fly feeling like R Kelly
I'm ready to die feelin' like Biggie
The biggest nigga to do it coming out my city
If
All em a snake hear the rattle
I only kill I don't battle
All em a snake hear the rattle
Yall ain't G.O.A.T, you are cattle
All em a snake hear
and yellow, hello
That's butter and jelly
I flip butter on celly's
All right in front of the deli
Holly, lilly, to kelly all spent once on the telly
(and what
all my old days (old days)
I been getting money four ways (four ways)
R. Kelly, "12 Play" with the foreplay
I know (know), I be up to no good
Baby,
to wrap rappers up
We was on the grind, I swear I almost said "I've had enough"
Them man used to laugh and now them pussy-os are backin' up
Whip another
through the street in a '13 Jeep
Rental on deck, 'cause my life been wild
Girls on the 'gram say they like my style
I ain't R. Kelly I don't touch no child
listen, I’m the new edition
Niggas wanna be me yeah the wishin
Reaching too deep I guess they fishin'
Feeling like Sleepy I'm in the deep end
Niggas R Kelly
a funeral, brought on by a sad song
After biggie's, one more chance, who was ugly doin'?
Sade made me wanna do it in the rain
R. Kelly had me rentin' cars
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
on the preety 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]
Goupie
the crib
And ask are you alone Killa
[Chorus]
We race foreign cars, custom models, drop top mustard Tahoe
We like the musketeers, trained by cus
R.Kelly you was here to see you became a legend
Tell nip the marathon continues hold it down in heaven
My city lost so many Legends to that street life
It's
drop
But I'm engineering steady
Fucking up a fuse box
Know the night is young
Like R Kelly victim
Darkness is love
That goes steady missing
I know wassup
to sleep with Michael Jackson
You want interviews, in locker rooms, movie action
Camcorders R. Kelly, or Russell peein on your belly
Smelly socks from
In '95 this rap style was impressive
By 2005 most rappers lost the message
2014, rappers wearing dresses
Shit is tough to look at like airplane
Sing to that bitch like KISS, uh
Oh, that's your bitch, huh?
R Kelly, I may just piss on her (skrrt)
I'm in a 'Rari
You make me mad-mad, I may
let go
Search your soul and you'll know
Baby you and I are one
©2022 Varseau Music / Modern Works Publishing (BMI)
Julian Kelly Music / Modern
minutes
To bump and grind with it listen to R Kelly ok I'm kidding
He’s cancelled but we need a counsel
Fuck the council we can’t count on them we need
rotation
Are you kidding me, mba nu
Two by two, they be hating you in public
But cool by you
It be killing me internally
But if not for you, so what
This one
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