Lyrics:
Young God, Black Fly, he can feel like Jim Kelly Young God, Black Fly, he can feel like
Jim Kelly Rome wasnt built in the day they said, like
Niggas
over there
Then pop, pop, pop, more round of bottles
Then pop, pop, pop, R. Kelly follows
Then shit here like hard to swallow
Only real niggas here
the house (woof woof woof)
So pump your fist in the air and say
R. Kelly's on the track and it's a good thing
Well if you down with the clique
Let me
I got a blonde-haired bitch like to call her Kelly Bundy
She likes to go get my money
Bring it back and count these hundreds
Betta not call her
Ah
Ned Kelly
MezzoSangue
Di nostro in questo posto ci rimane nulla
Mi sentirei più a casa nella giungla
Dice "Mezzo, come butta?"
Ho la
Will you come to John Kelly's where we will set a dram"
And while we sat there boozin' and drinkin' our dram
He says to Pat Reilly "You are
me gone
I'll do it all again if I had to
You ain't gotta ask boo
Boy you know you got me gone
Kelly got me gone, gone, gone, gone
Girl you
you to sleep
Close your eyes, your dreams will be sweet
Kate Kelly, Kate Kelly
I'm gonna sing you to sleep
Ned rose up through the mist
man made
Kelly was a blackjack dealer living on the Gulf of Mexico
Kelly had a taste for guns and pills; he was looking for a mark to roll
Sarah was a Kappa
Harper couldn't be here cause he stayed too long at Kelly's Bar again.
And if you smell Shirley Thompson's breath you'll find she's had a little nip
[Chorus: R. Kelly]
Baby don't you want to leave this V.I.P
And finish off this party in my hotel suite
Girl just follow me because I got room
Greta Garbo, and Monroe
Dietrich and DiMaggio
Marlon Brando, Jimmy Dean
On the cover of a magazine
Grace Kelly, Harlow, Jean
Picture of a beauty
[Kelly]
Hello?
[Guy]
Hey, it's your ex
[Kelly]
It's one in the morning
What the hell do you want?
[Guy]
Baby, I'm horny
[Kelly]
Oh, what are you
flip like an acrobatic
My automatic
Tongue tactic
Flows like this
Be the muthafuckin' shit
What I need right now
Is for y'all
You and Kelly
I
the house (woof woof woof)
So pump your fist in the air and say
R. Kelly's on the track and it's a good thing
Well if you down with the clique
Let me
Is for why'all
You and Kelly
I need for why'all to
To come meet me in space
Now could why'all sing that for me again
That first verse
I trusted
Shanihan, Manihan, Fogarty, Hogarty,
Kelly, O'Kelly, McGuinness, McGuinn.
Shake hands with your Uncle Mike, me boy,
And here's your sister, Kate.
somebody help me)
Don't know what to do
(Somebody help me)
Tell me what to do, hey, hey
(Kelly don't do this, Kelly don't it, don't it)
(Kelly, Kelly don't
[Kelly]
Hello
It's after nine o'clock you should be in bed already
I miss you
I love you baby
I hear you calling for me
Sometimes you cry in
Me encanta su facha
Le tiro y no se agacha
Rope el suelo, marshmellow
El duo de la historia con R Kelly en un duelo
Velo, velo, velo
Como la
She a helly kelly
Girl’s a helly kelly
She ain't got no vision so I call her
Helly Kelly
She a helly kelly
Girl’s a helly kelly
She ain't got no vision
completely down?"
"Well, Mr. Harper couldn't be here
'Cause he stayed too long at Kelly's Bar again
And if you'll smell Shirley Thompson's breath
You'll
Wildcat Kelly, lookin' mighty pale
Was standin' by the Sherriff's side
And when that Sherriff said, "I'm sending you to jail"
Wildcat raised his
Kelly, can you handle this?
Michelle, can you handle this?
Beyonce, can you handle this?
I don't think they can handle this
My boy Roc, can you
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