R. Kelly

R. Kelly - Z Fiesta Remix lyrics

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After the show it's the after party and
 After the party is the hotel lobby and
 After the Belve then it's probably Cris, and
 After the original it was probably this (Fiesta)
 Yes ma, Bed-Stuy, Fiesta
 Remix with the homie from the Mid-West Side
 Game recognize, game hoes do too
 It's the new two live
 Who I supposed you knew
 So thugs, pop yo toasters
 But don't approach us or
 Bullets'll chase you
 Like Moett Momoso
 Catch us both closer
 Racin twin pochus
 Box us with glass that'll pop you
 and make you boast us
 Whoever come closest - you've been warned
 But niggaz don't get the picture 'till the weapons is drawn
 Make ya wait backstage, baby girl it's on

 [Jay-Z & R. Kelly]
 And we'll be drinkin 'till six in the mornin

 [R. Kelly]
 In the back of the club with mama
 Poppin bottles of Cris with mama
 Put the ? on the tab for mama
 Throwin hundreds up for grabs for mama
 Cause it's about the gold out tonight
 I'ma be drinkin 'till the early biz-ide (that's right)
 Nigga high like a muh'fucker cause I
 Take three-hundreds just to make me really hiz-high
 My, my, my, my
 It what they all say when they see the fo' tonight
 They say - my, my, my, my
 Everytime they see them big things on my ? (haha)

 1 - [R. Kelly]
 Well y'all gotta club
 They ain't bookin wit arenas
 Got'cha man sayin "Plenty have you seen her?"
 Yeah she wit me on the low gettin high offa doe
 Get her knees on the floor

 [R. Kelly]
 Fiesta - Fiesta, Fiesta
 Fiesta, Fiesta
 Fiesta, Fiesta
 Fiesta, Fiesta
 Fiesta, Fiesta
 Fiesta, Fiesta
 Fiesta, Fiesta
 Fiesta, Fiesta

 [R. Kelly]
 Switchin lanes in Six in the 'burbs
 I met a girl named Tasha in the 'burbs
 Took the hood then I moved into the 'burbs
 The normal Sheriff's are Police's in the 'burbs (that's right)
 Now we about the tear this club up
 Don't worry 'bout it
 This is cause I that show up
 Ready to FOO! Knock 'em fresh right outta Phys. Ed.
 I need some BOO! From all the honey's on B-Air
 I said - my, my, my, my (yeah)
 It's what them thugs yellin when them strippers on they fiz-oh
 They say - my, my, my, my (yeah)
 That Kisha yellin from the up and down ?

 Repeat 1

 [R. Kelly]

 I put the big body up
 Come through in a Rover
 Not only Kelly and Gotti
 It's Boo and Hova
 Pop Cris if you like
 My ice gliss in the light
 I'm wit Roclain right?
 So I'm rich for life
 I'm like Heaven
 Everybody wanna get to me
 How you make it to the gates? Son forget the key
 I'm the one God chose so you blessed to me
 Gotti Floyd got'cha high off that Ecstacy

 [Verse Five]
 Yeah, what, what
 Aiiyo I come through stunnin
 Plus I'm gettin blunned in the new six-hundred
 Wit the big rims on it
 We rock rocks that are like ya shoulders
 Gotta lotta hot cars but the drops is colored (aahh)
 You see V-I-P
 Me, Kelly, Gotti, and Hov
 Drinkin Cris like its H-2-O
 All we do is spend cheese cause we love the doe
 Mami - roll more trees before it's time to go

 [R. Kelly]
 If you got Cash Money then you feelin shit, and
 If you rollin on them things then you feelin shit
 If you drunk off in the club then you feelin shit
 If you'se a motherfuckin thug then you feelin shit
 If you smokin on some Dro then you feelin shit, and
 If you off the Ecstacy you got's to feel this shit
 If you sippin on some Cris you got's to feel this shit, and
 If you throwin up then chill, you've got to feel this shit

 Fiesta, Fiesta {*repeated until fade
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