Lyrics:
Three passports, Three first class tickets to the money
Straight flights
I live by the cold war
Drove from round the globe
All I need is
(whoa)
Tell me wheres the after party at (whoa)
We rollin' with the R! (whoa)
[Repeat: x2]
I had her singin' thoia thoia thoia thoing thoing
Thoia
the Dude
On the way to the telly, we was bumpin' R. Kelly
And right before I cut her, it was confessions from Usher
She ain't used to a thug, she love
over a Dame
R Kelly's new celly, can't telly, who's this?
Judge a book by the keeper on the look of transcripts
(They killed my baby, oh god they
on this
We didn't get here on accident
Don't make me bring out them racks again
Your two best friends are some savages
Damn, how many days has it been?
hot but his chain stay icy
Cause I got the style and
The rest comes nicely
Bring it back old school HB #2
I'm the creme de la creme and what are you #2
[GENUINE DRAFT a.k.a DOMINO]
Genuine Draft with the Gat
Can you see the Slob slippin' as I aim for the heart by connect with the level
That I'ma
triggas, fuck up all y'all niggas
Cause I'm so fuckin T-R-U, representin I thought you knew
Cause killas killas killas
That's all I be around, nigga fuckin
Big Moe]
It's them boys off that Long Drive
That nigga D-Mo
[Verse 2: D-Mo]
Getting crunk on tha real-a
I'm a nigga be smoking that killa
Because we
Big Moe]
It's them boys off that Long Drive
That nigga D-Mo
[Verse 2: D-Mo]
Getting crunk on tha real-a
I'm a nigga be smoking that killa
Because we
don't remember and when I'm there that bitch won't know I'm there either. What are going to do just sit in a room and breath together for two hours, I
to his best friend Derrick bare-naked
Jig-a-jig-ji-ji-Janeane just turned sixteen and used a fake ID
To sneak in VIP to see R. Kelly, hee-hee-hee-hee
An undercover on the dubba always trying to charge a brotha
Call me late night, spark a Philly
are-Kelly, I jack the brother
Comin' from the (?) Memphis
energy
I don't see anybody that's ahead of me
If you disrespecting us, you are dead to me
Respectfully, I'm in my own lane
Driven by old pain, and spitting
it's stuck
Boy I'm upping the stick if you up for what's coming
Turn the beat up, yeah them drums are a bludgeon
I'm upping my blessing, big ups to my
like who dat
R.I.P Mello , I do it for you
They know how I'm comin' for you
Mention his name, you know I'ma boom
Three two we shakin' the room yeah
with complications
Too in to be losin' money, too old to be time wastin'
Man, people that don't even listen to rap still buy my tape
Only Beats By
Sixteen sex, no R.Kelly
That's no diss, a man want Becky
If you tell me you want Becky, give me Brian
That's o brain, use your noodle, don't forget it,
county buck wild flow
You like R Kelly? You like
What he produced through?
Well ya, I like to bump and grind too
Feel me
Conversating, not tripping where
no weapon formed against me will prosper (go hard)
(We make it look easy)
And I truly believe that my haters are my motivators (oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
me 'bout this pressure (pressure)
Uh, droppin' a bag'll fill anyone's block with shooters
Are you really my friend or a opportunist?
Bet this
(Kelly)
I can see it all so clear.
I have nothing left to fear.
With you by my side.
Ain't no need to hide.
(I can tell you anything)
Chorus:
I can't help
off
Tha Yungstar ain't gone play
Gots to pop
I bang in your ear
I shed so many tears
I bang R Kelly or Aliyah
Gots to drop tha top real gently
Im sippin
I bang are Kelly or Aliyah
Gots to drop tha top real gently
I'm sippin on that jelly
I might just come through
Cause that boy be rockin steady
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