I'm next on the menu, runnin' up and in you With seven rubbers on me, don't try to discontinue We gots to bump and grind, crank up the R. Kelly Delicious
tape with seven dudes Your temperature's more beyond to sleep with Michael Jackson You want interviews, in locker rooms, movie action Camcorders R. Kelly
with no hut nails digging ya love cut so tell me that i can bless it till i taste be4 i touch (Chorus) (verse 2) Let the music come to you later R.kelly
a pimp like preety tone I got the info on the preety chrome Fucking hoes over fifty four my name here weight you barely no You on that R Kelly shit your
fit them pussykiller, you lookin like a victim, she lookin back at me like nigga come and get some lick and stick and hit them, man im like r. kelly
And they still continue to disrespect The thing I'm talkin about is an essence A foreign fragrance with a presence That you can't see with the naked eye
R Kelly + (Cassidy)] So many ladies (Yea, I go by the name of Cassidy) Ladies (And I got love for the ladies) Ladies Ladies (Fo real) Ladies (Remix) [
me joy Night and day Girl you and me should getaway I got a special hideaway Where you and me can be alone Imagine you and me naked Bridge
if the bass is bumpin' in your jeep y'all know Then it's the piper and I'm coming with the heat Thoia thoing make you wanna club pop Nake you wanna
dig down broads and get blew at the telly and don't see nothing wrong, like that fool R Kelly I serve cock like Julie aint sell jocks ass hole naked getting
[Chorus: R. Kelly] Big chips! (Woo!) We off in Vegas drinkin and partyin We got chicks in swimsuits modelin We in the twin stretch Maybachs dippin low
(feat. R. Kelly) Baby, what we gon' do? I need you to talk to me, c'mon [R. Kelly] Suddenly, I feel the need - to pull you close to me But I don't know
(feat. R. Kelly) [R. Kelly: Talkin] Uh Yeah Let's quit playin wit em [Hook: R. Kelly] They way we roll up it aint hard to tell Ladies, it's Deep Side
pimp like preety tone i got the info on the preety chrome Fuicking hoes over fifty four my name here weight you barely no You on that R Kelly shit your
(feat. Busta Rhymes, Noreaga, Remy Martin & R. Kelly) [Fat Joe] Ha, ha, ha, ha Uh, uh, uh, yeah, uh For my dirty, dirty D.C. what? Uh, yeah, uh, T.S.
(feat. R. Kelly) [R. Kelly Talkin] Uh Yeah Let's quit playin wit em [Hook - R. Kelly] They way we roll up it aint hard to tell Ladies, it's Deep