Lyrics:
hold inspections don't stop til it pass
Licky licky licky licky licky for an hour
I'ma make it rain for you here's a golden shower
Smell it like
Button yo' bra girl, put on yo' thong
Turnin' my neighbors into
Some fuckin' Peepin' Toms
Hit it in the mornin'
We was never sleepin' though
Whole thing
Gettin' freaky in the club
That money
With the pretty kush taste like honey
By the way she's windin' it on me
My goodness girl you're so freaky, you're so
on Kelly Price back when it was '95
Buy a strap and then we cock
It back when it's uncircumcised
Write a rap on how we just
React when shotty hit the spine
to some R. Kelly
And hit it to some Marvin' Gaye
(Don't you worry 'bout a damn thang, NoOoOo)
See how I do it to it
Gotta I sip that Blew It
When I touch
Surrounded by people she don't like
Got a smile on her face but she sad all night
I can see it in her eyes she on the borderline
She don't listen
the mornin',
But for the moment it's alright,
Yes, it's on.
East or West, full of stress.
Troublin' reaction.
I'll never rest,
'Til I get your request
to die, I probably won't make it to Heaven
No singing no sad songs or kind words by the Reverend
No one sheddin' tears with happy thoughts to think
Nicole ridin on me
Now switch the position
To the one that i love
Steady hittin it from the back
Til i buss in them guts
Or maybe hit that asshole
Til i
to me, to live in peace
God damn, it's a luxury
I like bad luck, baby, now you're stuck with me
Kelly 13th
I ain't had nobody in a long damn time
Tryna
business)
I played the cards I was given, thank God I'm still livin'
Pack my nine 'til it's time to go to prison
As I'm bailin' down the block where I
business"
I played the cards I was given, thank God I'm still livin'
Pack my nine til it's time to go to prison
As I'm bailin' down the block that I come
[R. Kelly]
Up in the club still poppin' the Cris'
Still back it up whenever I talk shit
Man I'm worth about a billion but I'm still hood rich
Still
I stack up them racks, I stacked up them riches
Got racks in my pocket, got racks for my bitches
I jumped off the porch, know how to go get it
shoes, those are green
Draped in a leopard mink, girls standin' next to me
Probably should've washed this, smells like R. Kelly's sheets
(Piss)
But
of these bitches go fall
Run up a check and get dogged
Just where you are
Stay in your car
Pussy gone wait for the day that I fall
I just hit up a woadie,
the one to end up in prison
You seen me before your girl just tried to hide me
Like R Kelly trapped in the closet yea that was me
Bringing Shade into
What's goin on
Normally(Normally)
She calls me by 8:00 o'clock (Calls me)
In the mornin
( In the mornin)
It's midday(Midday)
Not a sign of her(Not a sign)
swagger and I use it
Cowboy hat when I feel it
Feather in the back, Zebco reelin'
Skip from a Bentley to a 350
I wake up in the mornin' see how it hits
business)
I played the cards I was given, thank God I'm still livin'
Pack my nine 'til it's time to go to prison
As I'm bailin' down the block where I
hit like Roy, not Jones but Williams
Findin' me a Kelly make some Destiny Children
The recipe is Cristal and sizzurp
Call that Crizzurp, get that from
my only friend is a glock with the 4-5
Four five in the mornin it don't stop,
day dreamin bout flousin tha drop top, (woop)
blue lights snap me back
like a anchor line
My bloodline from ancient times
Smokin' weed by the ancient mine
You niggas funny like Richard Pryor
My shit cray, it get you high
day than a bad one
It's great that you woke up this morning
Why the fuck you mad, son
I know one day you'll learn to see
By hurting you you're hurting
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