more and more Whoa yeah, more and more Then after that you're screaming more, more Wanna hear you saying more I can hear you saying more and more More...more and more More and more
, more and more Then after that you're screaming more, more Wanna hear you saying more I can hear you saying more and more More, more and more More and more, more and more
Traduction: R Kelly. De Plus En Plus.
Throw you hands up If you got loot in you pockets Throw your hands up And if your not foul Let me see your hands up And you are protected and you know it Throw your hands up If R.Kelly
[Fabolous:] Bitch I'm raw... So hearing that any nigga out cook me Is suspect as R. kelly with girl scout cookies When u talking to a pro watch ya mouth
I still hearing those sirens I'm still getting chased by those lights Only the light's lime, and my mic's on And my time is none, because I'm writing more
Said Its Me And C, You Want It To Be You And Me That Was Jus A Rumor, Come And Gimme Kisses Then Clean This Place Up, Go On And Wash The Dishes [Chorus
boyfriend would you wind for me All the ladies in the club (Sean-A-Paul) Would you wine for me (R. Kelly sing!!!) Chorus: R. Kelly (Sean Paul) (*R. Kelly
dash Went through 'em and laughed Came back an hour after the accident and bit A god-damn jaw-breaker in half So stop [? ] the funk and start shaking
[Dad] And another one [Big] And another one [Dad] And another one [Big] Uhh, what, what? [Intro/Chorus: R. Kelly, Biggie (variations on Big's part
Ronald Isley,Babyface,Jodeci and Marvin Gaye Made melodies that can't be replaced But you...you're the perfect love song [CHORUS 2: Joe,R Kelly,Mary J,Faith,Mariah and
from the dash Went through 'em and laughed Came back an hour after the accident and bit A god-damn jaw-breaker in half So stop [? ] the funk and start
wit the sharp part'a the hammer Mixin' Hennessey and Fanta with Pepto and Mylanta I shoot to kill like I'm hollerin' "Die Santa!" Miss the tree and hit Rudolph and
hearing those sirens, I'm still getting chased by those lights, Only the light's mine and my mic's on And my time is none because I'm writing more, And
once And die and come back as vanilla ice's son And walk around the rest of my life spit on And kicked and hit with shit, every time i sung Like R Kelly