Mr. Biggs
Mr. Biggs - Busted songtekst
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(talking) Um uh yeah, bring yo ass over here I got something for you [First Verse:] Mr. Biggs: Busted, It's two a damn o'clock in the morning where you been JS: Baby, didn't you get my two way I was with my girlfriend Mr. Biggs: You a lie, I called Keisha and Tonya and they were both at home JS: But I didn't say them though Mr. Biggs: But they the only friends I know, girl you better JS: Wait, before you get all upset here's the truth Mr. Biggs: Talk to me JS: I was with my girl when she got some bad news Mr. Biggs: And JS: Her man cheated, had her upset and confused Mr. Biggs: Baby, what's that got to do with you coming in at two JS: I'm telling you, now she was so upset she asked me to stay with her Mr. Biggs: Well why yo ass didn't just pick up the phone and call me JS: I was gonna do that but I slipped my mind, I'm sorry, but I'm telling you the truth Mr. Biggs: Yeah well I got something for you, tell me Whats her name? JS: Sharon Mr. Biggs: Where does she leave? JS: Huh Mr. Biggs: Her mans name JS: Billy Mr. Biggs: She got kids JS: I think one or two Mr. Biggs: She got kids JS: Baby yes no Mr. Biggs: There's one thing I gotta know, How the hell is she your friend, if you don't know if she got kids [Chorus:] Mr. Biggs: Go up stairs R.Kelly: Busted Mr. Biggs: Pack yo bags R.Kelly: Cuz you busted Mr. Biggs: While you at it R.Kelly: Cuz you busted Mr. Biggs: Call a cab R.Kelly: Cuz you Busted Mr. Biggs: It's obvious R. Kelly: Busted Mr. Biggs: Your playing around R.Kelly: Cuz you busted Mr. Biggs: Go up stairs and get yo shit, and get the fuck up out of here now [Second Verse:] JS: Frank please hear me out Mr.Biggs: Ain't nothing to talk about JS: I can explain everything Mr. Biggs: Right now I want you out this house JS: Baby please one more chance, let me tell you were I've been Mr. Biggs: Well, quit wasting my time, and say what's on your mind JS: Mind, Me and some girlfriends, we went dancing Mr. Biggs: Who? JS: Me, Shanequa, Shaquan, and Robin Mr. Biggs: Well if ya'll were going shopping, why you didn't just check in JS: I was, but then I thought that my cellu 1130 lar was off Mr. Biggs: Now earlier, (hum) you said dancing (yeah), but when I just asked, (huh) you said shopping (umm), tell me which one( huh) you where doing JS: Oh, baby I must be confused Mr. Biggs: Yeah right you real confused, Tell me where you been? JS: Dancing Mr. Biggs: Dancing where? JS: Huh Mr. Biggs: The name of the club JS: Kisses Mr. Biggs: What time it is? JS: I think one or two Mr. Biggs: What time it end? JS: Three, four Mr. Biggs: Here's one thing I gotta know, At first you say dancing, but know you say shopping, girl [Chorus:] Mr. Biggs: Go up stairs R.Kelly: Busted Mr. Biggs: Pack yo bags R.Kelly: Cuz you busted Mr. Biggs: While you at it R.Kelly: Cuz you busted Mr. Biggs: Call a cab R.Kelly: Cuz you Busted Mr. Biggs: It's obvious R. Kelly: Busted Mr. Biggs: Your playing around R.Kelly: Cuz you busted Mr. Biggs: Go up stairs and get yo shit, and get the fuck up out of here now [Third Verse:] JS: Baby I'm victim of circumstances, (wooww) why you don't believe me I don't understand it Mr. Biggs: Trying to slick a can of oil, who you think you fooling, now get on out my face, (Baby) for a catch another case JS: Wait [Chorus:] Mr. Biggs: Go up stairs R.Kelly: Busted Mr. Biggs: Pack yo bags JS: But I don't wanna R.Kelly: Cuz you busted Mr. Biggs: While you at it R.Kelly: Cuz you busted Mr. Biggs: Call a cab JS: A cab for what R.Kelly: Cuz you Busted Mr. Biggs: It's obvious R. Kelly: Busted Mr. Biggs: Your playing around JS: No I'm not R.Kelly: Cuz you busted Mr. Biggs: Go up stairs and get yo shit, JS: No and get the fuck up out of here now JS: No, I'm innocent, innocent, innocent, I'm innocent Mr. Biggs: No, your guilty, your guilty, your guilty, your guilty JS: Ohh, now wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute Mr. Biggs: Go up stairs and get yo shit, and get the fuck up out of here now JS: Tell me, where am I suppose to go from here Mr. Biggs: Frankly my dear, I don't give a damn