| Letras de Canciones de R Kelly | | |
| Artista: R Kelly |
| Album: R |
| Canción: Dollar bill |
| | [Tone]
Unstoppable, Trackmasters, Rockland, come on
[Foxy]
Na-na so sick, make your toes twitch
Get up in yo´ ass and ride that shit
Oh yeah, dare you act shady with the first lady?
Let´s go half on this baby
Inner thighs thick so when we fuck you must put me in a Swiss ho´
Room 704, fuck they mad at me fo´?
Skin copper, na-na stay proper, who could stop her?
Nuthin´. Hey, do a somersault
All that platinum shit you bought?
Nigga, fuck you thought, it ain´t my fault
Keep the wrist rocky, attitude cocky
Next time you see me, address me like "Miss Foxy"
It´s for the wrist cop it, if it´s a six drop it
Thongs with topless how you like that Robbie?
Ain´t nothing sweet, you know my style, doggy style
From the back, in the back, hit it like that
[R]
[1] - The dollar bill
[Foxy]
Nuthin´ but stacks get you anything
Anywhere, as a matter of fact, dollar bill
[R]
Say what you want baby
While you be stalling at the lights
We be dippin in Mercedes
[Foxy]
Dollar bill
[R]
Can get us from here to Rio
In two hours first class still time to take a shower
The dollar bill
[Foxy]
Where ever we be it´s VIP stats, no doubt
So what y´all cats know about that
[R]
Say lady, I´m liking what I see
Come on and talk to me baby, baby, baby
Can´t you see one night is all I need
We´ll go somewhere and be
Talkin´ about your future plans with me
[Sparkle & Cynthia]
I would do anything
To have you in my life, that´s right
We can take a flight out of here go anywhere
[R]
Uh uh, I got proof rims on the V-12
Make you raise the roof, no gold in the tooth
Put some in the vault CD´s overseas
Private lofts, I´m you haters holocaust
Ain´t my fault I rap, then still made a mill´
But it´s my fault I got my own label deal
Vacation in Japan while you wish for Bennihana´s
On the way to pick up Madona, the ill na-na
[Foxy]
Now you know the na-na plays with the big boys, aye´day
From the six coupe to the big Royce, can you handle that?
A lotta sass and ass with that
And I´m strickly for the dough
So fuck you think I´m here fo´?
Princesses in a row, row platinum status
Ice lace to pink face
Then I back the faggots
See me rocking aye´thang from Mongolians to Persians
Y´all still learning, I got ¡Rem swervin´, through a sermon
And there´s nuthin´ you can tell me ´bout these cats that I
Don´t even ram through a plan, too much stack
Must I continue this?
Might be a couple of cats that I miss
We could skip the french kiss, take it straight to the wrist
And it gets no iller than this
Na-na engraved on canary ice, see me wear it twice
Did y´all niggas hear me right?
Me and Kelly put the lock down on New York to Chitown
His town to my town, for the dollar bill
[Repeat 1]
[Tone]
Tell me who dat said dat we couldn´t rock
I roll the dice, bet the dots say we won´t stop
I roll from Chitown to Cali, hit your block
I bless the day that R&B music meet hip hop
You haters thought that Kelly couldn´t keep it hot
Even when I´m in your face, y´all see me not
Sportin´ nothing but the rocks, navigators on the block
Merridian CD´s with five TV´s
College honeys follow in your GS3
We on the way to IHOP, coming from the spot
Niggas in the lot jammin´ to the knock
Y´all mad cuz you can´t get what we got
Who´s the number one contender, January through December?
Cut your forest down while you niggas screamin´ Timothy
Sophia know me from the beach house in Miami
Banks know me, so I could give a damn about the Grammies
[R]
The dollar bill
Dollar bill y´all, dollar bill y´all, dollar bill y´all
The dollar bill
Dollar bill y´all, dollar bill y´all, dollar bill y´all
The dollar bill
Dollar bill y´all, dollar bill y´all, dollar bill y´all
The dollar bill
Dollar bill y´all, dollar bill y´all, dollar bill y´all
The dollar bill, Track Masters, Rockland |
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