uh huh
hey
i remember when i back in the days
when i ain't hot shit
but now that i got shit
niggas wanna keep up shit
but it's all good
watch me do this shit
yo
yo
yo
yo
ay yo
from my town to chitown
r. kelly got some thugs to make you lock down
voice cry hot sounds tied down cop twisters
shop lifters with benini schemes
smoke greenie green candyman up in cabrini green
some cats i know like to splurge on they wrists
but my man karate man cut the nerves out his fist
but yo
throw your hands up y'all it's just love in here
it ain't shit but a thug affair
i'm at the bar spendin' thug money
cop so much huh
they say i love money carats like bugs bunny
so lets slide you got the right thong
dju don't know
i'm all night long
the dj playing all the right songs
to the bm
rem's are muy bien
it's r. kelly
killer cam'
baby girl
can you dig now
next time we see him yo
we laying mr. biggs down
- to all my players and my thugs
to all my honeys in the club
to all the hoods that show me love
we ride
we ride
to all my ballers lockin' ice
getting a room for the night
taking first class flights
we ride
we ride
yo
i used to be in chitown and collect panties
when i make cabrini green you know i hit sammy's
thugged out yo
all my people givin' eye jammies
now them shorties say i'm cute
when they can't stand me
r. kelly yo
i'm right from the belly
you know the soul
everything that we spit on is platinum gold
but now it's for the love
for all the players and the thugs
yo
it's a party goin' on
meet me right at the club
we got some chickens in the living room getting it on
and they ain't leaving 'till six in the morning
thugged out
my people gettin' head while we on and
tear the club up every time we performin'
gun up in your waist
please don't shoot up the place
because this shorty right here
lookin' good in my face
ay yo
it's so deep i told shorty just last week
uh huh
it's like
you remind me of my jeep
only ballers be allowed up in here
money makers got my thug niggas watchin' my rear for player haters
eighteen and i'm livin' a dream
go figure
how a nigga that's younger than you
ice bigger
don't sweat that
stick to rap nigga
try that
call my nigga r. kell if you need a hit
black
and when you get it
make it known baby
who did it
it'll make your fans hit the stores and go get it
now
here come a bitter sweet note for the fellas
left out the club with her friend
now she jealous
mad cuz she can't ride in the ls
yeah
she kinda mad but a baller could care less
while you sleep
sleep
sleep
i'm inna benz going beep
beep
beep
got your girl sayin' yo