R. Kelly

R. Kelly - Down Low Double Life

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1, 2 equals us, she, she and me I felt in loves
 How could something so right go so wrong
 Just coming in on flight 412
 But she was listening on the phone
 I thought I had it all together
 But I was wrong obviously
 'Cause what was once done in the dark
 came to light eventually

 Living down low, down low
 Living the double life
 Living down low, down low
 Living the double life
 It ain't right

 I don't belive the shit I did the night we were at your mom's
 I got a page from out of town lied and said it was my job
 Grabbed my hat, coat, gloves and scart
 I told you that I would return
 But by the look upon your face you had already observed
 You pulled me to the side and you begged for me to stay
 But I was caught up in a life that forced me to walk away


 Okay you're saying you came in
 and these two women they poured...
 Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah it wasn't nothing like that
 All I know is uh, I was asleep, they came in,
 woke me up pourin' hot grits
 and all kinds of shit on me man, beatin' me and shit
 Hittin' me with all sorts of type shit

 With a cigar in my mouth over Vegas city lights
 On a path way up the hill to be with my other wife
 A rich nigga living strife going on like nothing's wrong
 But the damn Caller ID is the reason for this song
 Ya see one called up the other while I was out playing some golf
 Talking 'bout my doggish ways and how I need to be dropped off


 Now go ahead shoot me now because I'm guilty as sin
 Playin' Russian roulette with hearts not to be mention the kids
 Now every day I live I regret all that I did
 I was smoking with friends as I reminisced


 I can't take it no more I've got to confess
 See now I don't know why I thought that I could keep creeping
 'Cause you see what goes around comes back on around and back on around
 And back on around again, yes it does
 Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
 Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
 In a state og shock that's what it left me
 Take it from a man who knows that three ain't company
 No, no no that's what I kept telling myself
 Now I done lost the houses the kids and the dogs
 Now I'm sleeping in my momma's house
 And even she says your sorry ass don't deserve no help
 Must be because of what my old man did to her
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Sony Music Entertainment


Released in: 2011

Language: English

Appearing on: R. (1998)

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