Lyrics:
It's a trick of my mind
Two faces bathing in the screenlight
She's so soft and warm in my arms
I tune it into the scene
My hands are resting on her
It was Fiesta down in Mexico
And so I stopped a while to see the show
I knew that frenesi meant please love me
And I could say frenesi
A handsome
on these bitches is a fetish (R. Kelly)
Fully loaded .60s smoking on a seven (all ready)
Your dawg get a dime, you never wrote a letter
Still in a box,
Gimme all the rhythm and blues niggas
Hen rock the shots of the liquor
Hmmm, it makes me cum quicker
Rub it on your belly like jelly, R.Kelly
You
off of my dick?
Words in the way, I'm at lost by 'em
I give you a JFK on the front lawn of MLK in the crossfire (get down, nigga)
I have evolved into
Isley Brothers, hit it to some Sade
Hit it to some R. Kelly, and hit it to some Marvin Gaye
(Said don't you worry 'bout a damn thang, no)
See how I do
Yeah this joint right here is dedicated to
All the Machine Gun Kelly
MGK haters out there we call this one
"International Haters Anthem"
I cordially
Isley Brothers, hit it to some Sade
Hit it to some R. Kelly, and hit it to some Marvin Gaye
(Said don't you worry 'bout a damn thang, no)
See how I do
And sent it back if I ever seen a seed, man
And you don't even gotta ask
You know it by the smell
I treat every day like it's a payday
Top down, counting
of the cabin
Camp Floggnaw nigga you can tell by the badge
(Pass me my inhaler)
I'm sick of hacking and coughing, I'm often this fucking awesome
I'm animals,
no weapon formed against me will prosper (go hard)
(We make it look easy)
And I truly believe that my haters are my motivators (oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
needed
You're all I want
Help me know You are near
by Kelly Carpenter
©1994 MercyVineyard Publishing Adm. MercyVineyard Publishing
conclusion
You the reason R. Kelly can't recognize that he's abusive
Man, shut the fuck up, we all know you still playin' his music
Said I'm tired
Let's get, I can't wait to trick man
It's gonna be so sweet
Still like, "Can you hit it with your OVO goose on?"
I'm like, "What are you on?"
Told
somethin', can't choose which gun
Don't do no cuffin', go when night come
No, you can't be my girl, bitch, are you dumb? (Are you dumb?)
Never gave a fuck
voices in the night
Everyone was gay
This was the start of their holiday
It was fiesta down in Mexico
And so I stopped a while to see the show
I knew
Little bitches like R Kelly
I'm the reason all of these niggas looking scary
All my niggas we gone leave this life daily
I want a bitch from San Diego
wise enough to know when your body's yearing for me, yes I am
So So Def, R. Kelly, mmm
So So Def, R. Kelly
(hey-hey!)
Heartbeat
Heartbeat
Race with mine
Body
Body
Intertwine
Together
Together
No divide
Dance floor
Dance floor
Side by side
Fiesta
Fiesta
All night
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,
Half a job jerry sits in front of his telly
As he watches the world go by
Half a job jerry should be working but instead
He huddles himself inside
voices in the night
Everyone was gay
This was the start of their holiday
It was fiesta down in Mexico
And so I stopped a while to see the show
I knew
I can't even fuck my wife
Where's the knife?
R. Kelly fucked kids
Woody Allen fucked kids
Jerry Lee only fucked kids
Ted Nugent fucked kids
I can't
don't know by now baby I'm a star,
Look at my face,
Look at my car,
Look at my waist then look at my scars.
Look out da window see where we are.
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