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put the money up, I know I'll get it back Both of my pinkies got riggity-rocks (bling, rocks) I could get birds by the flickity-flock (brr) Shoppin'
blurrin' Whoa-oh, I can't see shit, my words get to slurrin' Uh-oh, you can call me R. Kelly now, you're in Trouble, what's occurring before, after,
hands up (maybe it's the thug in me) By age thirteen I was buckwild, good at my knuckle game Made it through a tough childhood, never be the same
before you ask for this Tell me right now are you ready to hit the roof Grindin night after night Tryna shine switch the light Like Mario she slide on my
it down deep And try to kill it Not dissing on a town I'm not a villain Just sick from all the stuff That I be hearing, uh Bunch of R.Kelly's and Bill
whats that, whats that?) My bitch Hold up, hol' up, whoa there Lets capture this moment if I hit than I own it Marijua'moanin' every mornin' And Patronin'
tickle me like ha, ha, ha You tickle me, piano key An octave high, my superfly There's more to the S-T-O-R-Y Was ten 'til when when our love began It
gon' hit yo' ass up. You know where we comin' from Death Row BIOTCH hahaha Ay yo Kurupt You first to blast nigga and you know how we do it
Intro - R. Kelly + (Nick Cannon)] Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh (Oh, uh, haha) Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh (Kels!) (We in the club singing this for money, ha!)
no, no, I don't wanna be alone) I don't wanna die alone (oh) No-no-no, no-no-no Tell me, what it's head for? I just wanna bone her, get it 'til
but it's still the same Brooklyn be the place where I serve them thangs See my niggas was strugglin', 'til they birds they came And then we got
Early in the mornin' alarm clocks are ringing My bags are packed 'cause we're leaving today Defending our freedom by sea twenty-four seven The boys
You know how Mac play, quiet town, tie it down I supply it now, by the pound Might front you a Q if you buy a pound If you didn't try it then, why
hustle, mama, I'ma move the white If I died and came back, I'd do it twice Brainwashed by the block, it consumed my life Cool nigga but a killa when
never counted the cost, took heed to warnings Try to hurt a rose you get pricked by a thorn And it don't feel nice, when you wake up nights Shakin' in
like you never saw me Now she on my dick, you wouldn't think it was the same girl I hit then I ticked her off the list like my name's Earl I can get
gon' hit yo' ass up. You know where we comin' from Death Row BIOTCH hahaha Ay yo Kurupt You first to blast nigga and you know how we do it
hands up (maybe it's the thug in me) By age thirteen I was buckwild, good at my knuckle game Made it through a tough childhood, never be the same
The work is hard til layin' by Layin' by til pickin' time Layin' by til pickin' time It's hard to see by the coal-oil light And I turn it off purty
by then these faggots probably be done killed me I tell my son, keep it real, give why'all niggas each a bill So what's the deal, niggas why'all know
on and do what you say you can do With a steel-nosed hammer on a four foot switch handle John Henry raised it back til' it touched his heels then
for the thirty-eight I pick it up, man fuckit I gotta go out and hit the street and get some ducats Lookin' for somethin' to hit I throw on my
tabernacle, churches Yeah (Hit-Boy) Look, I can't even chill I get active, overdoin' everythin' my best and worst habit Shit be impossible 'til it happens,
Basquiats She learning a new word, it's yacht Blew the world up as soon as I hit the club with her Too Short called, told me "I fell in love with her"
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