Zagga, Shocking Vibes, Tony Kelly Yo, is it ironic, this gal, a wine like a bionic? Mi mack it, mi cock it, I sink it like a Titanic Dump pon it, badman
shit, my middle name is methadone. so, let's do this quick so no one will ever know. mc nice got more ice than a fuckin' eskimo. he's not whack nickleback singing songs
one to fight with me 'Bout what station is playing And Kelly Clarkson's on the radio I'm so sick 'cause we can't fight no more And though I hate this song
was gettin' played Young Joc knew that we was cool Said he knew he didn't stand a chance You stood still while my song played And his came on and you
tonight before R-Kelly My bitches dance with their belly And fuck me with their eyes See crime is where they organize In the land of the blind the one
the show I throw the mic in the crowd when I'm rippin the show Chorus 2X Yo let me do it like one more time, one more time Get the crowd hype like one more
keep fuckin' you up And keep pulling the rug from up under you And what's even more fucked up is We enjoy what we were doin' so much There ain't nothing that we love More
one you adore, check them before You get a crazy whiff Of the dragon [ verse 3 ] I once knew a guy by the name of tock He was one of them kids from like
m a diss them fast So play like 98.7 and kiss my ass! Cause me and rap is like peanut butter and jelly Which reminds me of a song by my man gene kelly
from a project chick or one with crazy loot Like Nia Lomg in a cherry thong with the lights on Sippin' Perignon with Kelly Price on I pull out my python
and gentlemen, the Onyx club is proud to present Chicago's hottest show in the world. Two Jazz babes moving as one. The Kelly sisters! [Velma Kelly]
t Just a song for me It's the way We are to live This is more Then just a harmony Girl I wish That you would give me One more try I need you To feel the
just like an oven, ooh (Oh baby now, let's get down tonight) 1 A.M. Pandemonium Song comes on Ja Rule and Lil' Mo and 'em So hot, the spot's outrageous It's Ron and Kelly
do shows and split ends like blow dried hair Hold up Joe stop the song (What) Field Mob the answer to the question What if Big and Pac woulda got along? Put us on whoever song
no corners I see you on TV talking more shit But just like your punk-ass ancestors, yous a bitch Yous a bitch if I ever saw one Grand wizard bring your
That calls you back for more [chorus:] Your sensual touch It's all too much Unbearing love, my obsession I speak your tone Dance to your song My confession