Lyrics:
on their knees)
Wise Man 2: By what name are you calling him?
(Dramatic Holy music)
Mandy: Brian.
Three Wise Men:
We worship you, Oh,
you at home
I'm a call he, girls call the crib
And ask are you alone
.....killa
[chorus]
[verse 3]
We race foreign cars, customed models, drop top
I'm a rabbit, this a tortoise race
Name's not R. Kelly, still caught a case
I nut in her face, I piss in her mouth
(Houth)
I'm gonna go in real hard
It's three am I done fucked up
Bumping R. Kelly and Usher
The plot thickens, but it's tough love, what
Phone going off
I wonder who could
That's what I
North Carolina you know I'm sippin' on tequila (brain freeze)
Taught the whole team how to play Fuck the Dealer
Three guys on our team are all named James
would use tech to hunt whales. Sounds like a train or motorcycle the older sounds, the new sounds are made by male whales only. innovative male. waves
reo(?) get at me ho
I make these hos happy tho cause I'm there pappy oh
Its to soon for you to be on my team
But give are kelly a call I think like em 13
you are
You're not gonna ‘Lil Wayne’
Up this mothafucka!"
All I was thinking was
Since there's nothing else
To explain here, I'm done with this dude
So
inside
When them lames be spittin' at you tell 'em don't even try it
To shot it wit Chelle and kick it wit Kelly or holla at be
Ya, gotta be g's you way
goin? to the club
No hangin? with my girls
I'm chillin? with ma nigga tonight
R.Kelly got a show but I can't go
I'm chillin? with ma nigga tonight
yuh
20 Missed calls on your phone yuh
20 Missed calls by my phone yuh
20 Missed calls by the hotel
Why we talking trough a phone not seeing each other
inside
When them lames be spittin' at you tell 'em don't even try it
To shot it wit Chelle and kick it wit Kelly or holla at be
Ya, gotta be g's you way
talk till my phone battery dies
I'm so thankful of all the days so far I got to spend with you by my side
I'm so proud I get to call you my mum
So proud
everything way Come my way I dey tell my Mommy yeah yeah
Sometimes i wake first thing I pick my Phone I try to call mommy Yeah yeah
Mommy send prayer for me
was buggin, I was drunk, she was ready though
Came up out of everything, R. Kelly on the radio
Slim waist, Hershey chocolate skin, ass heavy though
third wheel one
By a random
Please don't
3am I'm dying
3am I'm flying
3am I'm crying
3am I miss you the most
R.i.p. the old J
Lily by the door way
R
them lames be spittin' at you
Tell 'em don't even try it
To shoot it with Chelle and kick it
With Kelly or holla at B
Ya, gotta be G's you way outta your
a jazz attitude
Young nation under a groove keeping it smooth
I check my celular because my beepers beepin'
Booty calls are creepin'
Fellas on the corner
Oh lord
Your children are calling refer to we
Sei nkoa na na Y3b3y3 aa meser3woaa be clear to we
Cux Ene3may3f3m no we can't afford we here bleeding
[Chorus]
[Bridge: R. Kelly]
Now hold on the way you pit it on me now
Hold on I love the way you shake it now hold
On you drop it then you pick it up
my fans are white folks
But I don't wanna see that, I'm chilling out with BeePax
Got 3 stacks in the account thanks to 3 tracks
I'm leasing beats like
business I'm gone
I already told y'all enough
Let's talk about the three Brittanys
The four Kims
Different races... catch up!
These are my bitches
My alpha
Y3 kumo kumo kumo kumo
Etuo baako mo nyinaa
Y3te mo ti mo ti mo ti mo ti
You kill my dawg at the phone booth
Tell your homies s3 we coming for them
No
yiaa y3se Paul T
Has pass away
Fuck it
I'm coming for y'all niggas
That made me look this way
The streets are not save
They pointing to kill
Rest in
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