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Fucking hoes over fifty four my name here weight you barely no
You on that are Kelly shit your bitch is barely grown
[Chorus]
G-unit
and they could die
Motherfuck the Federalis
Hung their ass like killer Kelly's
If you're their son, then you're a bitch
Hold out, just like your daddy
Walk
bust 'em
I spit all that sick stuff
To which your not accustomed
Like bein' on beats is like
R Kelly's on percussion
Killin' these tracks is like
OJ
yall always play the victim
Man I feel like R Kelly,
Bar for bar I'm really pissin'
On these niggas
I'm on my way up
Pray for my haters to stay up
I use
off
Tha Yungstar ain't gone play
Gots to pop
I bang in your ear
I shed so many tears
I bang R Kelly or Aliyah
Gots to drop tha top real gently
Im sippin
I bang are Kelly or Aliyah
Gots to drop tha top real gently
I'm sippin on that jelly
I might just come through
Cause that boy be rockin steady
gonna stop
Just like genders, all over the shop
Boris is stressed, look at his belly
Virus hitting strong, just like R Kelly
Lockdown 1, 2 and 3
Everyone
R. Kelly they just keep the P/Invoked
Get it? D/Invoke P/Invoke
Better look up .NET shellcode if you don't perceive the joke
Switching up the game but
guess there's nothing you can tell me
Time to get use to the bars you can go chill with R Kelly
See if these kids are what's fire
than call me
Though near or far, I will find a way to send my love
Only pray that it don't come back turned into cinder
If you are reading this I hope that things
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
to amalgamate
Like Clark Kent, Clyde Kelly's doing double shifts
Tightening my grip
Iron lungs and some Mitus lips
It's a simple message:
Peace and love
One Two Three
Som som somebody lied
Kelly on the beat Kelly on the beat
La la la la lied
Somebody lied Kelly Kelly
One Two Three
Somebody lied
They
was to get ran through by a linebacker or a quarterback
R Kelly didn't have to tell me about your bump-n-grind and your foreplay
I found out and I
on crack rock
I got the key to her throat, open the jaw lock
I'm gassed up like I just went through a pit stop
Writers block, just like R-Kelly, I'm pissed
the brand new shake (uh huh)
Got me pissin' on hoes like the R. Kelly tape
If you see me in the club, nothin' but Cris poppin' (yeah)
See me in court, my
out to dry
If man are lit, then what the fuck am I?
I must be doin' somethin' right, hell yeah, fuckin' right
Heavy kettle but it's somethin' light
talking R. Kelly, but I think you are the "Same Girl"
That's spending time in my dreams living rent free
And I don't mind, at this point I just threw out
contracts for the spasm
I move like Tetris with the patterns, they won't get it if I at 'em
The spliff pulls smoother than satin
These are six bills shoes
Something better than you are today
I know a place where you can get away
It's called a dance floor, and here's what it's for, so
Come on, vogue
Let
name kelly?
You cuffed me (yeah)
Yeah I'm truly yours (Kevan Dre)
I cuffed you
You are mine, I don't need more (you are mine, you are mine, you are mine)
Eyy
And this the life that I choose
If you snooze you might loose
No one play by the rules
Damn The whole world be cruel
And this the life that I
what, what?
[Chorus - R. Kelly & The Notorous B.I.G.]
You must be used to me spendin
And all that sweet winin and dinin
Well I'm lovin you tonight
Hey
Rolling
I keep motion
Poke a bih like Kelly
I poked a bih like Kelly
Rolling
I keep motion
Poke a bih like Kelly Rowland
5AM in the morning
Im
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