were up and outta here My pride had me thinking that being with me You were blessed Funny how you could ask for so little And receive less All of the fussin' and
up and outta here My pride had me thinking That being with me you were blessed Funny how you could ask for so little And receive less All of the fussing and
Tradução: R Kelly. Y hasta salir de aquí.
Tradução: Eje de la banda sonora. Y hasta salir de aquí [r. Kelly].
you were up and outta here My pride had me thinking that being with me You were blessed Funny how you could ask for so little And receive less All of the fussin' and
: *Intro* Yeah! Oh! Get Up! I said get up! Let's go! Better watch out, now Here we come (come) And we ain't stoppin' until We see the mornin' sun (sun
Fuck the talk we been doing this, heat it up And when you bringin' me my cake you better speed it up [Chorus: R. Kelly] Fast life, I live, big cars,
me no doubt get down get down, baby we can get together turn this party out. [chorus] (ya'll ain't gotta go home but ya gotta get the hell up outta here
some 12 play, 12 play, sing it Now 2nd Kelly, what you got for me, sing I got some bump and grind, bump and grind, sing it y'all Now 2nd Kelly, what you
get the hell up outta here Nicole: Baby won't you take me out of this club I wanna be with you (with you, with you, with you...) R. Kelly: Baby let
'ntresist, so sexy DJ get on the mic And make them... from the front to the rear Ya'll ain't gotta go home But you gotta get the hell up outta here [
the way you work your chocha, like that You make me wanna get to know ya, like that Y'all ain't gotta go home but ya gotta get the hell up outta here
Yeah, oh, get up, I said get up, let's go Better watch out, now, here we come And we ain't stoppin' until we see the mornin' sun So give us room to do
how it's supposed to be done Don't get me started, it's getting kinda crowded in here Back up off me, I'm feeling like I'm suffocating Now here's my
a long way from peddlin' rocks Block recognized the gansta and he up my stock Showed me the recipe and other grams I copped Home ain't a home without a arm and
wanna sit from the celist and play the poptnum pettest, She taught me like a sellist to R.Kellys badest. (Chorus) (Monica) Hey, so what you wanna do? Its all up