Lyrics:
can go b**** for b****, got a pretty young thing
That I keep by my hip, like my celly that rings
[R. Kelly]
Meeting Michelle at the hotel
While
I wait for the pain
It always comes again
And I don't know why
And I don't care why
Anymore
Saved in the end
By an almost friend
And I don't know
And I'll be loving you forever
(You're all that I need to get by)
I used to play hard to get, like a sample on a hook
We used to play with the pots, you
a man
When I met Ann, I soaked her pans
We ended up freakin' by garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me
Return Of The Beautiful by Lipbone Redding, ASCAP
The road it grinds, it wears away, and it owns
It can turn the softest heart to polished stone
I
Lecter, so just in case you're thinkin' of savin' face
You ain't gonna have no face to save
By the time I'm through with this place, so Drake
It may
I love you, I love you, I love you
That's all I want to say
Until I find a way
I will say the only words I know that
You'll understand
Michelle, ma
look outside and I'm already upset yo
It look about a hundred-and-two
It's a Saturday and Biggie ain't got nuttin' to do
Uhh, I'm intrrupted by
look outside and I'm already upset yo
It look about a hundred-and-two
It's a Saturday and Biggie ain't got nuttin' to do
Uhh, I'm intrrupted by
It's your love
Lyrics and Music by: Michelle Littman
Key Bb
There's been so many times
Without a reason or rhyme
How did I come this place?
I
tell me
They wanna cater to me like Michelle and Kelly
They want me but I'm not the one to choose
On a scale of one to ten, love is a one or two
to my posse
Things were lookin good, I had plans for later on
Plans for Donna Michelle, plans for Stacy LeShaun
Word I was ready, I wonder if Jeff's home
We will laugh the day that Thatcher dies,
Even though we know it's not right,
We will dance and sing all night.
I was blind in 1979, by '82 I had
to prevail
I'll show you Gotham City like I'm Christian Bale
I can be Barack and let you be Michelle
Miguel. Gizelle. Dress fresh as hell.
Louis. Gucci. Ye
rag drop, and the west had it locked
Everybody doing 'em, I'm still scratchin on the block
Like "damn, I'ma be a failure"
Surrounded by thugs, drugs,
the snakes gon' test ya
Still love Brianna, I cut with machete
Move in a Wraith, I'ma meet with Michelle
Apprehended, stand tall in the cell
Keep it platinum,
ready to mate
Cassandra, let's shake {Shout}
Shake your body down to the ground
Michelle, let's shake{Shout}
Shake your body down to the ground
I
Kelly, can you handle this
Michelle,can you handle this
Beyonce, can you handle this
I don't think they can handle this whoooo
Better move,
You don't like me can tell okay push up you get dealt
Set up bitch we call her Michelle these pussy pull in the motel
And at night I sit by myself
This is an opportunity of a lifetime
That you, I hope
That we divorce ourselves from this concept
That by being unique is anything but
you trying
Michelle
I gotta watch out for dat drop
Servin that
Servin that Saved by the bell
Ye I gotta see if dis shit in stock
Don't trust a nigga or a bitch
Dat is
Damn, they work me so damn hard
Work by nine, then off past five
And they work my nerves
That's why I cannot sleep at night (you know you can do it)
'm stared at by Confederates but hard as hell
Tight jeans penny loafers, but I still drink a Bodine
Staying on my me shit, but hated on by both sides
I
to braid
Matured all the sorors and every AKA
Michelle's blueprint showed that error in their ways
All the rent I paid, you know I play it fair
Just
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