sniff me out like I was tangueray [Ghostface killah] why you actin' like youre more trouble than toney starks'n you need to just walk away like kelly
you pawlin' Get on the floor when the beat drops and stop stallin' They call me the Stephon Marbury of rap, darlin' Cuz as soon as they throw on some R-Kelly
Balls like Ru Paul and a big fat plank Get you higher than a Spike Lee joint See I'm a chicken hawk and I'm hunting chicken and watermelon It ain't nothing
(feat. R. Kelly) Oh, yea, Oh, yea, Oh, yea Oh, yea, Oh, yea, Oh, yea Oh, yea, Oh, yea, Oh, yea (Touch my body) R.Kelly: Hey It's the Remix Killer And
me out like I was tangueray [Ghostface killah] why you actin' like youre more trouble than toney starks'n you need to just walk away like kelly clarkson
: (feat. R. Kelly) Oh, yea, Oh, yea, Oh, yea Oh, yea, Oh, yea, Oh, yea Oh, yea, Oh, yea, Oh, yea (Touch my body) R.Kelly: Hey It's the Remix Killer
TOP is to the left, FRUIT TOWN is on the right 1-5-1's and WESTSIDE PIRUS slay past dark And the only other Blood hood is CAMPANELLA PARK HACIENDA, SWANS and BOUNTY HUNTERS
being internationally dastardly Just ask the real MC's who this illest yellow bastard be battle me and win if we battle to see who's the brokest I'm sicker than seeing Kelly
all day stones 'Nough John Holmes call the sharp cones old Pist-al snub nosed felons, helter skelters Sleeveless settlers, shorstop Tony Fernandez I'm the hunted Catfish Hunter
you keep your heat up on ya Won't miss ya, when I cock and blam ten on ya I told ya on ya, like sket Kelly and be called a sipper Hot melo, skept caught
out like I was tanqueray [Ghostface Killah:] Yeah, yo, why you acting like you more trouble than Tony Starks and You need to just 'walk away' like Kelly
out like I was tanqueray [Ghostface Killah] Yeah, yo, why you acting like you more trouble than Tony Starks and You need to just 'walk away' like Kelly
street like two fingers Cause the ivory is clean Talkin' 'bout meetin' at the MC room On the inside of the ship Not a honey dip to hunt on Cause she mobile
(feat. R. Kelly) Oh, yea, Oh, yea, Oh, yea Oh, yea, Oh, yea, Oh, yea Oh, yea, Oh, yea, Oh, yea (Touch my body) R.Kelly: Hey It's the Remix Killer
basket case I got words that make a nigga in a casket shake What the hell you gonna tell me kid I get ya chick in ya crib, like I was kelly and you was