connect he send me 77 off for me money build my confidence shawty show your compitence before i get another bitch cause i be on some other shit higher than a mother
sexy pimpin cause that's how I does, Uncle Snoop said Kells go hard or go home, Ya'll hating mother fuckers I'm still here.. Chorus:(R.Kelly) Pop bottles
Woo-woo-wowowowooo Lord hi-gher Could somebody, turn on, da lights Somebody, turn on, da lights The darkside! Yessss Guess who's back when I bring funk
everytime it comes down, we'll go another round Go, go, go, go Motivation She tell keep on going, so she can keep on, keep on, keep on coming Go, go,
we're gonna do Elvis On The Radio Steel Guitar In My Soul ------------------------------------------ As the snow flies On a cold and grey Chicago morn
is more fruitier? Weeny smothered in peanut butter pudding on the tube of your Eye shadow and that'd look nice, you shoulda seen it, mother I think I'll put a piece of art on
life spit on And kicked and hit with shit, every time i sung Like r kelly as soon as "bump n' grind" comes on More pain inside o' my brain, in the eyes
we would just come up on some stacks and hit a lick, And I (I wish) Wish my homies wouldn't have to suffer, When the streets get the upper had on us and
't sick Or that we would just come up on some stacks and hit a lick and I Wish my homies wouldn't have to suffer When the streets get the upper hand on
And sent my mother to jail Now I don't know what's right or wrong But they hung christ on nails But with six kids at home and two still on her breast
sick Or that we would just come up on some stacks and hit a lick, and I Wish my homies wouldn?t have to suffer When the streets get the upper hand on
, gone, gone) I need you person to person (person) Oh, bring me your little a-fine self on home! (Bring your fine self on home) ~
I called her mother's house and asked her had she seen my baby drove my 6 around looking for that missing lady Got back in turned the tv on and caught
's isle My friends will meet me on the pier And greet me with a smile Their faces, sure, I've almost forgot I've been so long away But me mother will
mother I'm not fit Well, this is just a little Payton Place And you're all Harper Valley hypocrites No, I wouldn't put you on Because it really did
Both: Girl put your records on Kellie: Tell me your favorite song Both: You go ahead let your hair down Kellie: Sapphire and faded jeans Both: I
Gunna Let You Get On Me So Get On Me The Song The Dj Playin My Own So Get On Me I'm Only Gunna Let You Get On Me So Get On Me Girl... [Chorus x2] Baby
