more and more Whoa yeah, more and more Then after that you're screaming more, more Wanna hear you saying more I can hear you saying more and more More...more and more More and more
, more and more Then after that you're screaming more, more Wanna hear you saying more I can hear you saying more and more More, more and more More and more, more and more
Übersetzung: R Kelly. Immer Mehr.
with mary My writing methods got me more hoes than tice and betha Icy necklace on the tour bus ass naked here staright jump Bitch say how high and flag
still hearing those sirens I'm still getting chased by those lights Only the light's lime, and my mic's on And my time is none, because I'm writing more
Said Its Me And C, You Want It To Be You And Me That Was Jus A Rumor, Come And Gimme Kisses Then Clean This Place Up, Go On And Wash The Dishes [Chorus
Throw you hands up If you got loot in you pockets Throw your hands up And if your not foul Let me see your hands up And you are protected and you know it Throw your hands up If R.Kelly
would you wind for me All the ladies in the club (Sean-A-Paul) Would you wine for me (R. Kelly sing!!!) Chorus: R. Kelly (Sean Paul) (*R. Kelly Adlibs
: [Dad] And another one [Big] And another one [Dad] And another one [Big] Uhh, what, what? [Intro/Chorus: R. Kelly, Biggie (variations on Big's
Ronald Isley,Babyface,Jodeci and Marvin Gaye Made melodies that can't be replaced But you...you're the perfect love song [CHORUS 2: Joe,R Kelly,Mary J,Faith,Mariah and
: (feat. R Kelly) [Ciara:] I hope I don?t make you mad, with what I?m ?bout to say boy Here we are once again, and I?m havin second thoughts boy I?m
git 'em It's young money and we on like the television The weather channel, but I do not broadcast I throw up more cash, and change the forecast Your
from the dash Went through 'em and laughed Came back an hour after the accident and bit A god-damn jaw-breaker in half So stop [? ] the funk and start
wit the sharp part'a the hammer Mixin' Hennessey and Fanta with Pepto and Mylanta I shoot to kill like I'm hollerin' "Die Santa!" Miss the tree and hit Rudolph and
those sirens, I'm still getting chased by those lights, Only the light's mine and my mic's on And my time is none because I'm writing more, And I ain