Tytuł: Somebody's girl

• Wykonawca: R.Kelly
• Wyświetleń: 262

feat. Jay-Z
  
   [J] The sixty second assassin
   [R] TrackMastahhhhhhhhhs
   [J] Turn that music up!
   [R] Rocklaaaaaaaaand
   [R] Hovahhhhhhhhh
   [J] Woo! Yes, yes
  
   [R. Kelly + (Jay-Z)]
   Somebody's girl is at this party (woo!)
   Shakin that ass to this (uh-huh)
   Somebody's girl is at this party (woo!)
   Drink that glass of Cris' (that's right)
   Somebody's girl is at this party (uh)
   Sittin in V.I.P.
   Somebody's girl (yeah) is at this party (that's right)
   And she's comin home with me
  
   [Jay-Z]
   Ummmmmm.. I don't mean no harm
   But your boy young Hov' got a mean ol' arm
   Got all the young ladies wanna lean on him
   And I don't turn them away, I'm like - bring them on
   Now - where's her man is not my concern
   It's not what I'm worried about, I'm just tryin to hurry her out
   Clear her whole area out
   And bring this whole party little nearer to my house
   Now - where's her spouse? I don't know
   So, I don't ask, I don't probe
   I just - get in 6, get out on Rov'
   Let her, sip on Cris', go out on tours
   Now - back at the lab, I'm actin bad
   Cause the, pool is warm, a booze is on
   Just a - select few, the fools are gone
   It's slow jams and the grooves is on, groove on
  
   [Chorus: R. Kelly]
   Somebody's girl is at this party
   Shakin that ass to this
   Somebody's girl is at this party
   Drink that glass of Cris'
   Somebody's girl is at this party
   Sittin in V.I.P.
   Somebody's girl is at this party
   And she's comin home with me
  
   [Jay-Z]
   Uhh, is it my fault they call me young heat rock
   Hardhead, go through walls like sheet rock
   And she's comin with me, when the beat stop
   When the party is done, I party with hon
   Now - is it my fault you neglect your broad
   and she wanna party with me, no ex at all?
   No ex-boyfriend, no ex involved
   Just the highway exit that we exit off
   And I - fall back, I let her talk
   I inquire sometime, I admire her mind
   I - like her wit, I'm lovin her shoes
   I'm a alternative rap, I'm playin the blues
   I'm a thorough street nigga never breakin the rules
   And her man's shortcomin is turnin me into somethin
   that of which she has never seen
   So she wanna crossover where the grass is green, knahmean?
  
   [Chorus]
  
   [Jay-Z]
   The moral of the story if you love your bitch
   you better - hold your hoe, hug your bitch
   You better - slow your roll, trick some bread
   When she wanna go out, you like Craig and 'em said
   "See ya when I see ya," now she's callin me up
   And I'm like, "Geah, of course I wanna chill"
   Now she with the real, and you all fed
   Like, "I'ma crack her motherfuckin fo'head!"
  
   [Chorus]