Lyrics:
Chorus
Verse 3:
A few months went by with phone calls and some dinners
Moonlit nights with Marvin Gaye, Dramatics, and The Spinners
Top down on the Vette
And make all your wishes come true (wave my hand),
Way by my eyes there goes your clothes,
There something I want you to know (yeah),
I can do magic,
[R Kelly:]
Do you want me to slow it down (Kelz)
Do you want me to speed it up (Twista)
Do you want me to slow it down (Kelz)
Do you want me to speed
Yeah I know, and you can't stand your baby mother, right
Oh, you never felt this way before, huh
Want to keep me in the gucci stores, huh
What
HOW TO SHOOT THAT WAY
KILLERS! these are the killers
KILLERS! you know the killers
KILLERS! beware of the killers
KILLERS! are you a killer?
It's time
packed
If she's missed anything, you could give her a ring
But she won't always answer the phone
(Eva:)
Oh but it's sad when a love affair dies
But
said before I'm takin' you lame whores
Down to the phone, knock his ass on your good balls
Only one way to deal with these softies
Take they ass out
Hoping you'll call before anyone gets home
I'll wait anxiously, alone by the phone
How could something so wrong be so right
I wish we didn't have
[Lady]
You have a call from an inmate in a correctional facility
Inmate, state your name (Darren)
This phone call may be monitored and recorded
at a million miles a day,
In the outer spiral arm, at 40,000 miles an hour,
Of a galaxy we call the Milky Way.
Our galaxy itself contains a hundred billion
away
Never dreamin' of a gentle heart they've grown
Now she waits by the phone, she waits there all alone
But the only one who ever calls is me
Now
the best
Therefore, hard to tell
You dropped me off by the dungeon
Never came in, but I knew that you were wondering
Now are these niggas in this house
out, or in this case the dough
Roll with the blow till considered a hoe
Babies are born and pawned off to grandmama
The bitch ain't done, she still lives
the venue's too small
People are wall to wall, three thousand and some odd
Fans and some cumwad from out the parking lot
Gets in an argument over a parking
3 IN THE MORNING
Written by: Kelly Ann Carvin (BMI),
Troy Thomas Walls (BMI)
Publishing:
to the edge, round by the corner.
Close to the end, down by the corner.
Down at the edge, round by the river.
Sudden call shouldn't take away the startled
greedy I got mad friends with Benz's
C-notes by the layers, true fuckin' players (uh)
Jump in the Rover and come over
Tell your friends jump in the GS3
down.
Hey Jimmy, Jimmy,
Oh Jimmy Mack, when are you comin' back.
Jimmy, Jimmy, Oh Jimmy Mack, you better hurry back.
He calls me on the phone
call before anyone gets home
I'll wait anxiously, alone...by the phone.
How could something so wrong be so right.
I wish we didn't have to keep our love
phone go chirp) but you wanna come by?
(My phone go chirp, gotta bend these Percs)
Breakin' down, get a break like a Kit-Kat (ayy, yeah)
Rockin' all
Hoping you'll call before anyone gets home
I'll wait anxiously, alone by the phone
How could something so wrong be so right
I wish we didn't have
cozy little cafe
Where we used to go back in the better times when you are mine
The years rolled by like thunder, we're not getting any younger
Tennessee.
Half way home, we'll be there by morning
Through the Mississippi darkness
Rolling down to the sea.
And all the towns and people seem
To fade
the venue's too small
People are wall to wall, three thousand and some odd
Fans and some cumwad from out the parking lot
Gets in an argument over a parking
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