Lyrics:
you were here in town
I think it could be fun, you know
To just all hang around
Do you think that's something you might just want to do with me
Nintendo
slide, ain't get by me
All they trying to get is a act from me
And it's all for the reach
Back-back up off of me, back up off of me
Rose petals at my
a nod to the fact that every day in my world is about Christmas and I took all of the songs, all of the songs that I offered to Kelly Clarkson and I
Senior Constable George Devine had been sleeping soundly when he was suddenly
woken by the sound of a galloping horse. It was Saturday, February 8
didn't know we were going to live like this. You were not the person I married.
It's true. I wasn't. This was coming from the man who said no job was
Howard for real, I'm freaking then I'm leaving
That Aguilera bought that black Carrera
That Kelly Clarkson bought that Aston Martin
I'm tryna get
the morning, a freak in the evening
Adina Howard for real, I'm freaking then I'm leaving
That Aguilera bought that black Carrera
That Kelly Clarkson bought
shoutout my people that
Been with me from day though, yeah
Hi y'all, it's Mr last Pick
Sorry if I trip about it, shit
I'm only half-pissed
A couple people
aphrodisiacs
Baby girl its on
I promise you I will do all these words to the song
[Chorus]
[R. Kelly]
Now give me the mic so I can get buck buck
Clarkson
And my bitch got a better
Body than Kelly Clarkson
My whip go silent, your shit barely starting
In bed we go back and forth
Just like we sparing
I’m
on
I wouldn't call it love but it damn sure strong
It ain't about doin' dirt or living like a flirt
But what they don't know don't hurt
Me and Mrs. Jones
We meet every single day at the same old place
At the same old time
With the same state of mind
Me and her together but we know it ain't forever
got you niggas
Shakin' like it's Parkinsons from the clitoris of Kelly Clarkson's dick
Ironin' you niggas now it's time to starch the shit
Drown your
Nelly
What would you do for a Klondike bar?
Cause I know you'd do it all for Mr. Goodbar
Whoa
[Chorus (Repeat)]
Mr. Goodbar Mr. Goodbar Mr.
Goodbar
[Velma Kelly]
she isn't herself tonight
[Dance Captain]
But tonight's your sister act.
[Velma Kelly]
Don't sweat it. I'll can do it alone. Shit! All
your body down
My rodeo be like up and down
Bout to show you how I throw down
Baby it's about to be a
(Mr. Biggs) (R. Kelly)
(Holla)
(Yeah, TJ)
if you don't know me by now
(You's a dummy)
It's the Sick Boi anthem, girls
Take your coats off
Get the champagne, pop the cork like Sosa
Make some
(ohh-oh-ohh, all the above)
Uhh, uhh (ohh-oh-ohh)
[Beanie Sigel]
Yeah, Mr. Him F'Real is here
Curbside by Atlanta, got a mill' out there
Billionaires Boys
wasn't there for all the change
Rather endure it than go backwards through all the pain
cre you willing to stay by my side?
cre you willing to stay by
you didn't know
It was the Yankees vs the Red Sox
And the Yankees they were up by three
But the Red Sox came back and won four
And they advanced
like prime TV, dude it's
So good and, you know, it's in hindsight
So it's like "fuck off" We were all
Sitting at the edge of our seat
Like, "oh shit!"
business, that's on y'all
Now wait a minute, I didn't ask you all that
I just want to know where she is, and if you don't know, that's it
Then that's it
nothing they can tell me
on the road wit my bro, clarkson like kelly
take my flow, i don't know sell it to the telly
drop the call break the burner
nigga im
Kelly's gone was all it said
The note that she left at the end of the bed
With the door hanging open to let in the cold
She left no clues and no
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