Tytuł: Fiesta

• Wykonawca: R.Kelly
• Wyświetleń: 287

Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm
   Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm
   Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm
   Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm...
  
   Chillin in my four point six at the light
   Bout to be VIP for the night
   Shorty in the drop top V made a right
   Pull up to her bumper baby, beeped twice
   Jumped out the whip like I was the police
   Didn't have a gun, but my wrist said freeze
   Got Friday on a DVD
   She's a baller and I'm a baller
   Wha-what?
  
   To all my hot girls
   Livin' fiesta
   To all my hot boys
   Livin' fiesta
   To all my Chi town niggas
   Fiesta
   And all my uptown niggas
   Fiesta
   To all my players and my hustlers
   Fiesta
   And if you sittin' on them blades
   Fiesta
   To all my honeys in the club
   Fiesta
   And if you rollin' with a thug
   Fiesta
  
   We be off in the club sippin lot
   Red eye deep in the club puffin' Lye
   Strippers in the back of the club showing live
   Soon as I get a buzz I'm showing out
   House on top of the hill
   Counting what?
   Whose gonna buy the bar?
   Got enough
   Take the haters out in the back, rough 'em up
   I'm a baller now where's my ballers?
   Wha-what?
  
   To all my hot girls
   Livin' fiesta
   To all my hot boys
   Livin' fiesta
   To all my Chi town niggas
   Fiesta
   And all my uptown niggas
   Fiesta
   To all my players and my hustlers
   Fiesta
   And if you sittin' on them blades
   Fiesta
   To all my honeys in the club
   Fiesta
   And if you rollin' with a thug
   Fiesta
  
   We pop Cris on a daily base
   Plus we got honeys all up in the place
   Bout to wild out in a major way
   So put your hands up if you made your pay
   Add a little juice to the Tangaray
   But let the ice show till the diamond fades
   Rockland sittin' on Capitol Hill
   Trackmaster make capital deals
  
   [Gotti]
   Now look at Gotti iced out with the blingy-bling
   And a big body sittin' on them gleamy things
   Now Rockland niggas know the means of cream
   Kelly, R&B Thug and it sings to king
   Got PJ niggas in caprime green
   (Thugged out)
   Hot chicks down to do anything
   Cop them mo chicks
   Cop mo bricks, pop mo Cris
   Ay Kelly drop mo hits
  
   [Boo]
   What you know about them cats
   That be spendin' the dough
   Every day drink Henney and a bottle of Mo'
   Ride whips, hittin' chicks
   Blowin' twenties on drough
   To the club thirty deep
   Plenty of ice to show
   Mami say she never rolled in a six before
   (Fiesta)
   Never seen a young cat this rich before
   Yeah Kelly made the way for these niggas to blow
   Thugged out, 2G, Rockland for sure
  
   To all my hot girls
   Livin' fiesta
   To all my hot boys
   Livin' fiesta
   To all my Chi town niggas
   Fiesta
   And all my uptown niggas
   Fiesta
   To all my players and my hustlers
   Fiesta
   And if you sittin' on them blades
   Fiesta
   To all my honeys in the club
   Fiesta
   And if you rollin' with a thug
   Fiesta