he ain't stupid so quit tryin' to run them games on him He's immune to Cupid, why you tryin' to put your claims on him? 'Cuz you won't do to me what
flos, quit giving me my ammo Can't you see why i'm so mean? if y'all leave me alone, this wouldn't be my ammo I wouldn't have to go eenie meenie minie
whatever you do, I like to talk about pussy like definadu, Getting this shit is fun,Me you don't expect to run, Aint gotta respect me, just don't disrespect
some yams, my partna Scott chillin at the mutha fuckin crib, I just dumped out a whole bunch of fry deals, I'm just kinda fried I don't know why , I just
dance freaky 'cause she passionate If I ask for some chips, then she stacking it She don't need no introduction, she's a diamond of daw Yall don't
Artist: R. Kelly Album : TP-3 Reloaded Song: Burn It Up Lyrics: [R Kelly - Intro] Ohhhhhhhhhhhh ohhhh ohhhhhh ohhhhhhhh Burn it up Girl make it
over you (Hey) Baby, don?t stop, keep it going make it hot (Hey) The way you put your back in motion, mama I love the way you freakin? it, mama You got me comin' out
me, look back at me Look back at me, look back at me, girl Look back at me, look back at me Look back at me, look back at me, girl Look back at me,
you took out Four niggas posted just to look out Get grips like fierce and have a cook out Let me show you niggas what me and the crooks bout Thievin
that little leopard furry outfit I love it You gonna get pregnant wearin that Put on this blindfold Turn around, don't look at me Pull your panties to
me you can take it boo Let me fuck you first, now girl show me what you can do Come and fuck me reverse now, girl doin' thangs that will get you gone Put me
da homies at? Where da girls at? Can you get wit' that? R. Kelly n Twista Where da homies at? Where da girls at? Can you get wit' that? R. Kelly n Twista
When I'm in cabrini green, you know I hit Sammy's Thugged out ,yo my people givin' eye jammies Now them shorties say I'm cute when they can't stand me R. Kelly
me show you how to make that crack How to spend that money, how to make that back Girl, let me show you how to hit that strip How to get that grip, don
Actin Like Conan Boy And We Will See Whose The Real Barbarian They Actin Like Bad Pets And Yes I Am A Veterinarian You Dont Wanna See Me Act Mean So Don't Watch Me
vest too Yeah, Scrap, when the Bastard's back out The pastor's back out, the casket's passed out It's shit bags and them Catholic's passed out Shoot
long time ago R. Kelly: no no , i don't think so Ron: yea yea, i feel i know you, brother very well R. Kelly: no no, you mistaken me for somebody
Me But Don't Mind Them They All My Homies They Only Gunna Let You Get On Me So Get On Me The Song The Dj Playin My Own So Get On Me I'm Only Gunna Let