you kindly take your bow. So love our time, don?t waste your life. It?s the perfect time of night, To be losing your clothes. Wo, wo Your not yourself, your
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gonna treat you right And when I shine you shine So have fun you only get one night And they all hating you Diamond on you're face you behind and back They wanna take your
CRAZY) You know, bank or papi R (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Lights, camera, action, I'm a star (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Like yesterday, I broke a nigga's car (OH THAT'
3X) Pimpin ain't pimpin ain't easy.. G-O-D, F-A-T-H-E-R Hoes start runnin when they see my car Even though I'ma pro wrestling star they know I, don't
them guns on you like Come up out your hood, it ain't never all good We roll up in backwoods, nigga get to acting stupid Get thrown in the back woods
dick hard Flooded offshore, automall lookin' like a car star Put it in a wristwatch, ballin' like a big shot Beamers, Bentleys, double R's, Ferraris
head up My dick is being sucked down by a bitch named 'What Now' I look in her eyes, and her eyes are like an orange star Look at the reflection of my foreign car by R & R
it the Lago G Star car goes boot us outta stars YO That boy aint getting char bro He in the Monte Carlo I hit the gears Operation where the fuck the car
near showin' his hand over the plastic 'Cause they wanna see your man go in the casket Rule number one, keep your g** and get your a** hit, that's it Lights off and your
teeth Still bringin' the beef if you're bringin' me grief I, rat-a-tat-tat it like one-two one-two Cock my shit back and let off on your whole crew
his punk ass twice D E R R T Y (We back, we back, we back) We all we got, yo, know I want y'all do? Yo Aiyo, stand at attention, raise your right arm
what I sing Cause I'm a rapper, who lets you know When it comes to music, I will grow Rap more raps than any mc Your rap ain't rap cause your rap ain
't manage that He was known around to be the best So rough hanging tough in the wild wild west In a land where whips will watch the car Tell you everything
club (Ladies, come on) Throw your hands up come on throw your hands up Throw your hands up come on throw your hands up Chorus: R. Kelly I like it when
there, with your big, plastic nose What about your big ass head? What about your buck ass teeth? Your moms so black, I looked at her and thought that I was asleep Your
Forget the drive in, driveby and drive through You've got to Get out the car Humble yourself Tilt your head back, and look at the stars Shining over
hustlin rocks on my block, cause they gone pay gonna make my fetti, keep the beat steady drop your drop on the belly, make your trunk wave keep your corner
