Lyrics:
If I call three times a day
Come and drive my blues away
When you come, be ready to play
Do your duty
If you want to have some love
Give your
A car full of gas and nowhere to go
I gets a call on the phone "what's happenin'?"
Pimpin', chillin' with bitches drinking silver satin
Is them bitches
young thing
That I keep by my hip, like my celly that rings
Meeting Michelle at the hotel
While Jay and Tone on the way to the after party
Got
he could only read her mind, she'd say:
Buy me a rose, call me from work
Open a door for me, what would it hurt
Show me you love me by the look in
mad friends with Benz's
C-notes by the layers, true fuckin" players
Jump in the Rover and come over
Tell your friends jump in the GS3, I got
leave his skully on while he service
Type o nigga take a phone call while he service
So what he at the back door?
What chu think I'm strapped for?
to see
There's no way (baby, you know, you know, you know I need your love)
'Cause you cannot find no one better than this
Try to do right by you, but
a 25 inch waist) (Oh yeah)
Girl 6, [laughing at a tear] (I'm horny all the time)
Girl 6, I can make it as long as u r near
Passion fanatic u can call
I'd just sit in silence by myself
Turn this house into a jail
Dyin' slow in a livin' hell
But love's got a funny way of keepin' score
And your
He ran out of that bedroom 'bout as gung-ho
As he can be in his Mossy Oak
Took a first hunt picture on my phone
'Fore he fell asleep on the way
I
we did.
We put in a phone call to Sonny
Then we stayed out all night long
We drank a few cold ones, then told a few old ones
And sang another
a wife back home and three kids up and grown
But these are things that go unsaid
He might call her from the road just in time to say hello
And goodbye
down
Hey, Jimmy, Jimmy
Oh, Jimmy Mack, when are you comin' back
Jimmy, Jimmy, oh, Jimmy Mack, you better hurry back
Now he calls me
[Chorus: R.Kelly]
I'm A, I'm A, I'm A, I'm A Flirt
Soon As I See Her Walk Up In The Club (I'm A Flirt)
Winkin Her Eyes At Me, When I Roll Up On Them
than you were last week?
When I call you on the phone, you are never alone
And your jaw's sewn closed when you speak
She said, "Run down the road,
But I don't tend to worry 'bout the things that other people say
And I'm learning that I wouldn't want it any other way
Call me crazy but it really
R. Kelly
Thought I was R. Kelly
Too many hoes; They thought I was R. Kelly
They thought I was R. Kelly
They thought I was R. Kelly
Yeah I got too
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
Changing cars in Memphis, Tennessee
Half way home, we'll be there by morning
Through the Mississippi darkness
Rolling down to the sea
But all the towns
of makeup, her fake tits were tasteless
So I said I'd call her but never would bother
Until I got turned down by another girl at a party
So when you see
[Chorus]
Hey Jimmy, Jimmy, oh Jimmy Mack, when are you coming back
Jimmy, Jimmy, oh Jimmy Mack, you better hurry back
She calls me on the phone, about
all my old days (old days)
I been getting money four ways (four ways)
R. Kelly, "12 Play" with the foreplay
I know (know), I be up to no good
Baby,
Every Friday night I call your butt up on the phone
A deeper voice answers and says you're not at home
Now, if you think that I'm a fool who'll go
Changing cars in Memphis, Tennessee
Half way home, we'll be there by morning
Through the Mississippi darkness
Rolling down to the sea
But all the towns
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