Lyrics:
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Gotcha man sayin' "Kelly have you seen her?"
Yeah she wit me on the low
Gettin' high off the 'dro, got her knees on the flo'
Fiesta, fiesta,
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
Kelly was a young girl, looking in the mirror, doing what young kids do
Watching out the window, thinking of all the things that she should do
Fuckar med samma gäri gäri gäri jaha
Det är som om du var Usher
Det är som du var R Kelly
Fuckar med samma gäri gäri gäri gäri gäri
Fuckar med samma gäri
Ladies and gentlemen, Kelly's back
Told y'all I was gonna bump like this
Y'all didn't think that I could bump like this
Said, I told y'all I was
Kelly cries, the makeup runs from her eyes
And spills the truth about how she feels inside
Kelly screams, it usually means I'm not being me
Or she's
back in my arm's
Zack: Do you really like him? Kelly: No
Kelly: Yes kelly: I don't know it's just
All happening so fast zack: Kelly
What happened? I I
[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
Now he plays a little tavern all the drunks say he's a star
Hollywood forgot his number now he's stuck in kelly's bar
But is he happy my friend
Or does
and they're hanging us
Ned Kelly type of night "Such is life"
Ned Kelly type of night "Such is life"
They might just hang me for this one
Still pull up with
a 12-play, two step, kelly kinda record (Oh)
I need a love song right now.
(Oh. c'mon, c'mon, c'mon)
Back in the day when I got older.
The music in me had
sayin' "Kelly have you seen her?"
Yeah she wit me on the low
Gettin' high off the 'dro, got her knees on the flo'
Fiesta, fiesta, fiesta
Fiesta, fiesta
In Da Club Lyrics
[R. Kelly]
Hey, hey, boom boom boom, hey hey, boom boom boom
Hey hey, boom boom boom, hey hey, boom boom boom
What are we doing
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
kinky
Acting like you want me to turn you out
Attitude like what, Kelly take me now
Black and Asian girl
Tattoo on your tummy
Doped out and scared
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
'em all, but none of y'all
Is Doug E., as me and the boy Kelly
With the suicide doors, f*** 'em all
We got hits like a thirty shot clip
When we
Doug E., as me and the boy Kelly
With the suicide doors, fuck 'em all
We got hits like a thirty shot clip
When we throw it in the air, everybody hit
your hands up
And if R Kelly's record is sharp let me see your hands up
And if your body swing to the track throw your hands up
And if you want some more
I went up on the mountain to see what poor Kelly done
He killed his woman and didn't even attempt to run
Up on the mountain just to see what poor
Esconde na meia
dinheiro na carteira,
minha bê toda de rosa
parece a Kelly Cyclone
Não uso dinheiro
bitcoin na carteira
minha bê toda de rosa
Lembro mês e ano em que você nasceu
És o maior presente que o Senhor me deu, oh Kelly
Oooh Kelly!
Com seu rostinho lindo todos conquistou,
Esse
Aye
2 step no R.Kelly (No)
This that bop like Diddy (Yuh)
Ooh yeah, sitting pretty (What?)
Realist in the city (Okay)
2 step no R.Kelly
This that bop
That's what he's here for
[Mary Sunshine]
Excuse me, gentlemen. Miss Kelly, do you remember anything at all about that
night?
[Velma Kelly]
I passed out.
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