Lyrics:
hour roll by until Sho gets a call from a guy says wants to buy some dope
"Meet me at the store at half past four"
He put down the phone tells Kelly hit
a list of maybe 400 people. I called. I texted. I emailed them one by one, and I explained to them, Hi, how are you? I know we haven't talked in a while,
[R. Kelly - talking (continues behind Chorus)]
Roll, cheah, cheah
Roll, cheah, cheah
Roll, cheah, cheah
[Chorus]
You can catch me in the club
robbin that bitch
They didn't know I kept it all low like an el camino
Like R. Kelly's lemonade yall didn't even see those
I keep in touch with them kids
this shit
Brick by Brick
Yo who made the strip hot
I made this shit pop
Whip til my wrist lock
I did it
Brick by Brick
A yo who made the strip hot
I made
[R. Kelly - talking] (*continues behind Chorus*)
Roll, cheah, cheah
Roll, cheah, cheah
Roll, cheah, cheah
[Chorus]
You can catch me in
Dipset Harlem World call Santana
Hit Jim on the hip Cam on the celly
We gon' call Ace I get 'em for R.Kelly
That's seventeen a chicken I know
trippin' and for what?
Why must he think he 'posed to change her
When she'll give the pussy up, even to a total stranger?
And, I'm just one of 'em, you
around me so I'm singing in the rain
And Jat got more singles than lonely men at a strip club
I could flash people, all I do is put my wrist up
You are
Strip Tease For Me
Strip Tease For Me
Let me see you strip tease in the mirror
Let me see you strip tease on the liquor
Let me see you strip tease
Check the crowd reaction
I'm like
[Chorus:]
[R. Kelly]
Hey, you's a rock star baby
Up in the buildin' makin' the club go crazy
Hey you's a rock
a little fun?
Can we play a little game?
I got something for y'all
Can I give it to you?
Now listen, 2nd kelly what you got for me, y'all say
I got
ready for that jelly
Beyoncé, Michelle and Kelly
It's time for takeoff
I don't think you're ready for this jelly
I don't think you're ready for this jelly
at candlelight
Girl then maybe later on
You can get a piece of mine
Girl then maybe later on
We can see your private parts
You're the reason who you are
Make
Do you wanna thug, babe?
(You wanna R&B thug?)
I'm just an R&B thug, babe
Lookin' for some love, babe
Do you wanna date, babe?
You're gonna
Steady getting sweated by the opposition
Could you handle
All this scandal
And keep on stepping like boots and sandals
My handle, is young
(Just time)
Yea I be talking bout Godzilla zilla till maybe
And the real slim shady can stand up, can stand up, can stand up (Stupid kelly)
You are like
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
Atlanta
Dipset Harlem World call Santana
Hit Jim on the hip Cam on the celly
Rico call Ace I get 'em for the R. Kelly
And that's seventeen a chicken I
Rollin' down the strip on Vogues
Comin' up, slammin' Cadillac doors
Me and you
Your mama and your cousin too
Rollin' down the strip on Vogues
Comin'
So you just keep on drinking
and you try to forget
How they strung up Joe Byrne
to the jailhouse door
like a marionette
He was dead for two days
Ah yeah
The definition of a hotti
R. Kelly is born into the 90's
You know what I'm saying
With the new shebang swing
The definition of a hotti
This
and ill rip your heart out ill tear your felsh apart strip by strip ill watch your blood boil you'll die again and again. A purgatory of darkness where
to you
I is for intense just like my feelings and
C's for the way you take me, baby, through the ceiling
..Yeah
[Bridge: Tori Kelly]
This magnetic
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