R. Kelly Follow

[Jay-Z]:

After the show it's the afterparty, then

After the party it's the hotel lobby, then

After the Belve then it's probably Cris

And after the original it's probably this

Yes ma, Bed-Stuy, Fiesta

Remix with the homie from the Midwest-side (uh what)

Game recognize the game, hos do too

It's the new 2 Live Crew, I don't suppose you knew, so thugs

Pop yo' toasters, but don't approach us, or

Bullets'll chase you like, Moet mimosas

Catch us both coasts', racin' twin Porches

Boxsters with glocks That will pop you to make you ghost

Whoever come close, you've been warned

But thos niggas don't get the picture til the weapons is drawn

Make your way backstage, baby girl it's on

[Jay-Z & R. Kelly]:

And we'll be drinkin' til six in the mornin'...

[R. Kelly]:

In the back of the club with mama

Poppin' bottles of Cris with mama

Put the bar on the tab for mama

Throwin' hundreds up for grabs with mama

Cause it's about to go down tonight

I'm a be drinkin' til the early lizz-ight

Nigga high like a mu'fuckin' kizz-ite

Take three honeys just to make me feel rizz-ight

My, my, my, my

Is what they all say when they see the frozen ice

They say my, my, my, my

Everytime they see them big thangs on the rizz-ide

While ya'll got a club date, I'm fuckin' with arenas

Got your man sayin', tell me have you seen her?

Yeah, she with me on the low, gettin' high off of 'dro

Got her knees on the floor, Fiesta

Fiesta,Fiesta,FiestaFiesta,Fiesta,Fiesta,Fiesta,Fiesta,(oh wee)

Switchin lanes in my 6 in the burbs

I met a broad name Tasha from the burbs

Took the hood then I moved into the burbs

Now no mo' sherrifs or police in the burbs

Now we about to tear this club up

Don't worry about expenses cause I got that, sho' nuff

Ready to foo! like I'm fresh outta jizz-ail

I need some boo from all the honeys on the DL

I said my, my, my, my

That's what them thugs yellin when the strippers on the flizz-oor

They say my, my, my, my

Got Keisha yellin frm that up and down strizz-oke

While ya'll got a club date, I'm fuckin with arenas

Got your man sayin tell me have you seen her?

Yeah, she with me on the low, gettin high off a 'dro

Got her knees on the floor, Fiesta

[Gotti]:

I put this big body up, come through in a Rover

Not only Kelly and Gottie, it's Boo and Hova

Pop Cris if you like, my ice glist in the light

I'm with Roclain right, so I'm rich for life

I'm like Heaven, everybody want to get to me

How you make it to the gate and forget the key

I'm the one God chose, so you blessed with me

Gotti flow'll get you higher than that Esstasy (ya heard)

[Boo]:

Hey yo, I come through stunnin, plus I'm gettin blunted

In the new 600, with the big rims on it

We rock rocks that'll light you shoulders

Got a lotta hot cars, but the drops is colder

You see VIP, me, Kelly, Gotti, and Hov

Drinkin' Cris like it's H2O

All we do is spend cheese cause we love the dough

Mami roll more trees fore it's time to go (come on)

[R.Kelly]:

If you got cash money then you feel this shit

And if you rollin on them thangs then you feel this shit

If you drunk off in the club then you feel this shit

If you's a motherfuckin thug then you feel this shit

If you smokin on some 'dro then you feel this shit

And if you off that Ecstasy you got to feel this shit

If you sippin on some Cris you gots to feel this shit

And if you're throwin up your shit you gots to feel this shit, Fiesta