Lyrics:
the non-believers"
Bounce, it's the new 12 play
Bounce though the pussy like L-way
Bounce, I wanna see your tail shake
Bounce when you hear are Kelly say
Bid TV you can't bid if you die
Keep a cannon like nick but
My last name not Jonas
Bitch get R Kelly'd she livin' life golden
If I get a free kill then
dick 'em down
All my bitches love me
We are who we are, who we are, who we are
Only God can judge me
We are who we are, who we are, who we are
Only God
that superglue
Who that nigga daddy ain't nobody got a clue
Aint nobody got a clue
Aint nobody got a clue
Aint nobody got a clue
Kelly pull throug (Prod)
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
by taking the risks
I made sure we brought that suttin'
You man are on thin ice with all that ducking
Lord almighty, I check the scoreboard nightly
you're pleased
And that I'm never alone
You're a good good father
It's who you are, it's who you are, it's who you are
And I'm loved by you
It's who
believe you oughta 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 was
Yeah we Ed, Edd, and Eddy
Chopper singing, yeah but this ain't Kelly
I'm waitin' in line but you know that I'm ready
Yeah
You know
That I'm gon' be
banana skids
While listening to R Kelly's greatest hits
Yung Lean in the club
For some morphine (morphine)
Yung Lean up in the club
For some
bills shit
I'ma peel banana skids
While listenin' to R. Kelly's greatest hits
Yung Lean in the club
For some morphine (morphine)
Yung Lean up in the club
baby, I aint Tryna cuff
Whispered in her ear no this aint no stunt
3 story crib lifestyle brady bunch
Money talks R. Kelly he got that hush (Sshhh)
Oh,
no we won't let it
And if haters are talking shit then say "fuck 'em" and forget it
It's you and me just groovin' to the beat
So fluently even my crew
Healer, (you healed my body, he!)
Healer, ( you healed my soul)
That's who you are
(I call you Healer)
Healer
(You healed all my diseases oh God)
Healer
(By
DADDY and DADDY MACK]
Now who could it be, pullin up to the do in the B N T
It's the mack with the stack of that cash money
Mack Daddy: (and im here
dreams
I'm glad it's over, a disease to a dying breed
A pitbull lion who screams, who's surrounded by bees
A pack of wolves, your career will be over
and Madonna
Beyoncé, Azealia, JLO, Gaga, Rihanna, and Kelly Clarkson
(GAY!)
But I can still recall 2004 American League Championship Series
That's baseball if
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
on Saturn
Word
Kill 'em off
I could tell by they faces that they didn't expect me to
Kill 'em off, kill 'em off, kill 'em off, kill 'em off, kill 'em
up with a machete
So much beef, I can open a deli
Grinding hard, I don't care what you tell me, getting intimate with the game, R. Kelly (R. Kelly, R
song
It'd be thick to spend a cent on
Iggy Azalea, real name is Kelly
So maybe you're jelly
That Machine Gun's taking the credit
Your space on radio
grand daddy cleared that land
With two big mules and sweat and tears
And a good woman who lent him a hand.
And when he give out before his time
Them boys
than R Kelly's
Bandades for scars ain't working, I'm worst than nelly
Got somebody who understand me she must really love me
Stuck by side, thick
I want to tell you all the story 'bout
A Harper Valley widowed wife
Who had a teenage daughter
That attended Harper Valley Junior High
Well, her
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