(feat. Keith Murray)
[Keith]
It's gonna be a party y'all
Keith Murray rock vibes, verse you with Universal
Where no one come, combine with R. Kelly and prove it can be done
Non stoppin' Def Squad and Rockland
I hear somebody knockin', yo R the party's startin'
Yo, yo who's dat?
[R.]
Step into the crib with me tonight (What's up baby)
Kelly's in the mood to make it right
Word is gettin' all over town
The party's over here and gettin' down, yeah
[1] - Hands in the air
Drinks everywhere
Party in the hills
Keepin' it real
Parents out of town
Ladies all around
Me and the crew doin' what we do
Yeah, beat is bangin' up and down your spine
And all the single women here are fine
(It's a beautiful thing, it's a beautiful thing)
Let your body give into your soul
Release the freak in you and lose control
[2] - Girl there's a party goin' on
My temperature's warm
So let me freak you through the floor
While the bass is bumpin'
All night if your body can handle
[Repeat 1]
[Keith]
Chillin' at the house on the hill
You gotta say my my my like Johnny Gill
Hey, rich girl, poor girl get the same respect
You can all drink for free and call Earl collect
At the moment of truth with burden of proof
We stack so you can spread love like I chose
The lyrical genius with the R&B messiah
And the roof, the roof we sets on fire
But as long as the party is jumpin, we ain't concerned
We don't need no water let the motherf*cker burn
And everybody who was somebody was there
With they hands in the air bringing in the new year
Yeah, ay yo, come on
Baguettes on the wrist, it's just for shine
Cuz ain't nobody checkin' out the time
Cash and clothes for days to blow your mind
Baby it's all good so dance tonight
[Repeat 2]
All we want is a party
A reason to celebrate
Now that we got the money, oh yeah
We dance the night away
Nothing but the hands up
[Repeat 1 until fade]
R Kelly - R. Album Lyrics
R Kelly - R. Lyrics
Writer: RONALD DE VOE, MICHAEL BIVINS, K. FRANCIS, DERECK CLARKE, CHRIS JENKINS
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Spendin Money
[1] - All that money I spend
All those places I been
I can't forget you babe
Here's life without you
Working hard for this loot
Girl I wanna spend it with you
I want you with me babe
Here's life without you
Baby, through all the ups and down
You were a lady
I wanna show you how I love you
Baby, deserve the very best
And I, I'll give it to you, only you
How can I show you that
Only you satisfy everything that you do
Baby girl, anything that you want
I'll give to you
Just promise me forever, boo
[Repeat 1]
Baby I can't imagine life without you
With me, I never want to be without you
Baby, I want you to believe it's true
All that I do, I do for you
How can I show you that
Only you could satisfy, everything that you do
Anything that you want I'll give to you
Just promise me forever, boo
[Repeat 1]
Don't know why you stayed by my side for so long
So I dedicate baby, in every way
All my heart and soul
It all belongs to you
[Repeat 1 until fade]
All those places I been
I can't forget you babe
Here's life without you
Working hard for this loot
Girl I wanna spend it with you
I want you with me babe
Here's life without you
Baby, through all the ups and down
You were a lady
I wanna show you how I love you
Baby, deserve the very best
And I, I'll give it to you, only you
How can I show you that
Only you satisfy everything that you do
Baby girl, anything that you want
I'll give to you
Just promise me forever, boo
[Repeat 1]
Baby I can't imagine life without you
With me, I never want to be without you
Baby, I want you to believe it's true
All that I do, I do for you
How can I show you that
Only you could satisfy, everything that you do
Anything that you want I'll give to you
Just promise me forever, boo
[Repeat 1]
Don't know why you stayed by my side for so long
So I dedicate baby, in every way
All my heart and soul
It all belongs to you
[Repeat 1 until fade]
Writer: SEAN COMBS, STEVEN A JORDAN, ROBERT S KELLY, RONALD ANTHONY LAWRENCE, KELLY CHERELLE PRICE, DAVID ROMANI, TANYAYETTE WILLOUGHBY
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
If I'm With You
I don't understand
I do all this for you
You contemplating on me
Or is it him
Or is it me
Or is it him
He told you he'd be there for you
And he wasn't
I told you I'd be there for you
And I was
And still is the real is
Who takes care of biz
Took you from apartments
And got you home like The Wiz
I'm not the kind of guy
To give you everything
But if you're real then
You can get some ice in your rings
You and me straight to the crib
Off the tour bus
Spottin' my eyes, fireplace, big as us
It really don't matter
Who's first in the shower
Fruit platter from a young maid every hour
And when it comes down to the dollar
You can have it
All ya gotta do is keep it hoppin' like a rabbit
Friends come around don't be ready to change
Treat me like a stepchild when I'm up on my game
Remember I'm the first to give your cootie the pain
So I wanna hear you answer when I ask you my name
Ooh baby, I want you here with me
And give you everything
That your heart desires
Lady can you feel me
Do you wanna be with me for always
Baby can't you see
What you do to me
When he do the things that he has done to you baby
[Chorus]
You don't need nobody to love you
You don't need nobody to kiss you
You don't need nobody to please you, ooh babe
Cause I can do those things if I'm wit you, baby
Now who took you in when that nigga put you out
And who picked you up when that nigga put you down
Restraining orders keep that fool from around
Had to set you up in a spot downtown
See I was the one who was there for you
But I'm not the one that's gonna play the two
Channel bags in the trunk what you gon' do
You could treat the future like a menu
As long as I'm the only one to bend you
And when you wanna take a flight I'm the one to send you
Never be the one that's out to hurt you
Tell you that I'm there and then desert you
[x2]
Baby, can't you see
What you do to me
When he do the things he do to you, baby
[Chorus]
I do all this for you
You contemplating on me
Or is it him
Or is it me
Or is it him
He told you he'd be there for you
And he wasn't
I told you I'd be there for you
And I was
And still is the real is
Who takes care of biz
Took you from apartments
And got you home like The Wiz
I'm not the kind of guy
To give you everything
But if you're real then
You can get some ice in your rings
You and me straight to the crib
Off the tour bus
Spottin' my eyes, fireplace, big as us
It really don't matter
Who's first in the shower
Fruit platter from a young maid every hour
And when it comes down to the dollar
You can have it
All ya gotta do is keep it hoppin' like a rabbit
Friends come around don't be ready to change
Treat me like a stepchild when I'm up on my game
Remember I'm the first to give your cootie the pain
So I wanna hear you answer when I ask you my name
Ooh baby, I want you here with me
And give you everything
That your heart desires
Lady can you feel me
Do you wanna be with me for always
Baby can't you see
What you do to me
When he do the things that he has done to you baby
[Chorus]
You don't need nobody to love you
You don't need nobody to kiss you
You don't need nobody to please you, ooh babe
Cause I can do those things if I'm wit you, baby
Now who took you in when that nigga put you out
And who picked you up when that nigga put you down
Restraining orders keep that fool from around
Had to set you up in a spot downtown
See I was the one who was there for you
But I'm not the one that's gonna play the two
Channel bags in the trunk what you gon' do
You could treat the future like a menu
As long as I'm the only one to bend you
And when you wanna take a flight I'm the one to send you
Never be the one that's out to hurt you
Tell you that I'm there and then desert you
[x2]
Baby, can't you see
What you do to me
When he do the things he do to you, baby
[Chorus]
Writer: ROBERT S. KELLY, SAMUEL J. BARNES, JEAN CLAUDE OLIVIER, CURTIS MAYFIELD, KIRK ROBINSON, NATHANIEL V. JR. ROBINSON
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Half On A Baby
Oh, na, na, na, na, na, na
Your body, na, na, na, na
Oh, na, na, na, na, na, na
You're body, na na na na
Turn the lights down low
I'm ready to break it off
Since computer love
Been wanting to set it off
Like a hotel room
I'm checkin' into you
I'm diggin' like a shovel
All the things you do
Take a leep over the broom
That's how you're makin' me feel
Come on in this room
And let's keep it real and go
[1] - Half on a baby
All I need is your body next to me
Singing ooh, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Give me your body, your body, na, na, na, na
Half on a baby
All I need is your body next to me
I'm singing ooh, na, na, na, na, na, na
Give me your body, your body, na, na, na, na
Now tell me what the deal is
Are you ready to bump
It's gonna take a lifetime
To give you all of this love
So baby, open up
And get ready to receive
A miracle of love
Gettin' down wit me
Like a baseball field
Wanna hit a home run
Me and you get together babe
And raise a little one
[Repeat 1]
Set it off in a six
Baby, that'll be cool
Take a trip downtown
Between me and you
Trippin' on Perignon
Conversation like what
Not afraid to go down
Once you open up
After nine to five
You deserve some twelve
Makin' future plans
To be where I dwell
[Repeat 1]
From my toes up
To my knee caps
To waist line
Now slowly lady
Can we go half on a baby
From my toes up
To my knee caps
To waist line
Now slowly lady
Can we go half on a baby
[Repeat 1 until fade]
Your body, na, na, na, na
Oh, na, na, na, na, na, na
You're body, na na na na
Turn the lights down low
I'm ready to break it off
Since computer love
Been wanting to set it off
Like a hotel room
I'm checkin' into you
I'm diggin' like a shovel
All the things you do
Take a leep over the broom
That's how you're makin' me feel
Come on in this room
And let's keep it real and go
[1] - Half on a baby
All I need is your body next to me
Singing ooh, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Give me your body, your body, na, na, na, na
Half on a baby
All I need is your body next to me
I'm singing ooh, na, na, na, na, na, na
Give me your body, your body, na, na, na, na
Now tell me what the deal is
Are you ready to bump
It's gonna take a lifetime
To give you all of this love
So baby, open up
And get ready to receive
A miracle of love
Gettin' down wit me
Like a baseball field
Wanna hit a home run
Me and you get together babe
And raise a little one
[Repeat 1]
Set it off in a six
Baby, that'll be cool
Take a trip downtown
Between me and you
Trippin' on Perignon
Conversation like what
Not afraid to go down
Once you open up
After nine to five
You deserve some twelve
Makin' future plans
To be where I dwell
[Repeat 1]
From my toes up
To my knee caps
To waist line
Now slowly lady
Can we go half on a baby
From my toes up
To my knee caps
To waist line
Now slowly lady
Can we go half on a baby
[Repeat 1 until fade]
Writer: ROBERT S. KELLY
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
When A Womans Fed Up
I'm standing here looking in the mirror
Saying "damn" to myself
I should have known the day would come
That she would find somebody else
And all the things I took her through
Shit, I shouldn't have lasted this long
Now I'm at this telephone booth calling Tyrone
'Cause when a woman's fed up
No matter how you beg, no
It ain't nothing you can do about it (nothing you can do about it)
It's like running out of love
No matter what you say, no
And then it's too late to talk about it (too late to talk about it)
Now let's talk about how it all goes down
I used to make love to you daily
When the night fell, the same
And anytime that you were hurt
I could feel your pain
And if I had a dollar
It was yours, yeah (ooh, yeah)
And whenever we would go out
I would front the bill
But now the up is down
And the silence is sound
I hurt you too, too many times
Now I can't come around
'Cause when a woman's fed up
No matter how you beg, no
It ain't nothing you can do about it (nothing you can do about it)
Oh no, it's just like running out of love
No matter what you say, no
And then it's too late to talk about it (too late to talk about it)
Oh yeah, oh yeah, la la da da
La
La da da da da
La da da da da
La
Oh yeah, la da da da da
La
Oh, ah, listen, if you don't want to find out the hard way
Then listen to this song while the record plays
When a woman's fed up
Mama taught me along time ago
It ain't nothing you can do about it (nothing you can do about it)
Oh no, it's like running out of love
No matter what you say, no
Then it's too late to talk about it (too late to talk about it)
Yeah
You can cry a river
'Till an ocean starts to form, yeah
But she will always remember
'Cause she's a woman scorned
And if you ever get her back
It will never be the same
She's cuttin' the corners of her eyes
Every time she see your face
Now your trust is out the door
She don't want you no more
You used to tell your boys, not me
And she would always be there for you
If you had took the time to see
What that woman meant to you
Is what the mirror said to me, whoa
She was raised in Illinois
Right outside of Chicago
Some of the best cookin' you ever had
Yes, it was and I miss her
Hey woman, if you're listening
Said I miss you baby, whoa, whoa, oh yeah
Saying "damn" to myself
I should have known the day would come
That she would find somebody else
And all the things I took her through
Shit, I shouldn't have lasted this long
Now I'm at this telephone booth calling Tyrone
'Cause when a woman's fed up
No matter how you beg, no
It ain't nothing you can do about it (nothing you can do about it)
It's like running out of love
No matter what you say, no
And then it's too late to talk about it (too late to talk about it)
Now let's talk about how it all goes down
I used to make love to you daily
When the night fell, the same
And anytime that you were hurt
I could feel your pain
And if I had a dollar
It was yours, yeah (ooh, yeah)
And whenever we would go out
I would front the bill
But now the up is down
And the silence is sound
I hurt you too, too many times
Now I can't come around
'Cause when a woman's fed up
No matter how you beg, no
It ain't nothing you can do about it (nothing you can do about it)
Oh no, it's just like running out of love
No matter what you say, no
And then it's too late to talk about it (too late to talk about it)
Oh yeah, oh yeah, la la da da
La
La da da da da
La da da da da
La
Oh yeah, la da da da da
La
Oh, ah, listen, if you don't want to find out the hard way
Then listen to this song while the record plays
When a woman's fed up
Mama taught me along time ago
It ain't nothing you can do about it (nothing you can do about it)
Oh no, it's like running out of love
No matter what you say, no
Then it's too late to talk about it (too late to talk about it)
Yeah
You can cry a river
'Till an ocean starts to form, yeah
But she will always remember
'Cause she's a woman scorned
And if you ever get her back
It will never be the same
She's cuttin' the corners of her eyes
Every time she see your face
Now your trust is out the door
She don't want you no more
You used to tell your boys, not me
And she would always be there for you
If you had took the time to see
What that woman meant to you
Is what the mirror said to me, whoa
She was raised in Illinois
Right outside of Chicago
Some of the best cookin' you ever had
Yes, it was and I miss her
Hey woman, if you're listening
Said I miss you baby, whoa, whoa, oh yeah
Writer: ROBERT S. KELLY
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Get Up On A Room
Baby, we both just sittin' here
We need to get somewhere private
Just you and me, listen
It's the middle of the night
And we're both just sittin' here
I'm checking out your body
The hot shorts and tanks you wear
Make me wanna do something freaky to you my baby
Gotta let me know something
Cause I need to know right here
We need to get somewhere (Yeah)
We can be alone (Alone)
Somebody's at my crib (That's right)
And you got folks at home
So can we, get up on a
[Chorus]
Can we get up on a room
(Get up on a room)
Baby just me and you
(Baby me and you)
I'll go there on you
(I'll go there on you)
If we get up on this room
(On a room)
Bubble bath, you and me chillin' in a tub babe
I'm gonna wash your body babe
And you're gonna wash my body babe
(Gonna wash my body)
All I wanna do is drive you crazy
(Yeah, baby, drive you crazy)
Can we
[Chorus]
Baby, ooh
Break it down, break it down
Break it down, break it down
Break it down
Break it down, break it down
Break it down, break it down
Break it down
Throw your underwear on the wall
Whose the greatest lover of them all?
Who makes your love come down like waterfalls?
I thought you knew, come on baby, let's do this
[Chorus]
You and me chillin' on the 55th floor
Right before we bump we put the sign outside the door
The more we going up and down the more we wanting more
It's getting hot in this car so what the hell we waiting for
Can we, can we get up on
Can we get up on a room
[Chorus]
You don't have to go far to get a piece of me
You wait in the car while I go get the keys
Double lock the door for complete privacy
No room service baby cause you will be the feast, can we
We'll cuddle up with each other babe, yes we will
And I'll go there on this chair
[Repeats]
We need to get somewhere private
Just you and me, listen
It's the middle of the night
And we're both just sittin' here
I'm checking out your body
The hot shorts and tanks you wear
Make me wanna do something freaky to you my baby
Gotta let me know something
Cause I need to know right here
We need to get somewhere (Yeah)
We can be alone (Alone)
Somebody's at my crib (That's right)
And you got folks at home
So can we, get up on a
[Chorus]
Can we get up on a room
(Get up on a room)
Baby just me and you
(Baby me and you)
I'll go there on you
(I'll go there on you)
If we get up on this room
(On a room)
Bubble bath, you and me chillin' in a tub babe
I'm gonna wash your body babe
And you're gonna wash my body babe
(Gonna wash my body)
All I wanna do is drive you crazy
(Yeah, baby, drive you crazy)
Can we
[Chorus]
Baby, ooh
Break it down, break it down
Break it down, break it down
Break it down
Break it down, break it down
Break it down, break it down
Break it down
Throw your underwear on the wall
Whose the greatest lover of them all?
Who makes your love come down like waterfalls?
I thought you knew, come on baby, let's do this
[Chorus]
You and me chillin' on the 55th floor
Right before we bump we put the sign outside the door
The more we going up and down the more we wanting more
It's getting hot in this car so what the hell we waiting for
Can we, can we get up on
Can we get up on a room
[Chorus]
You don't have to go far to get a piece of me
You wait in the car while I go get the keys
Double lock the door for complete privacy
No room service baby cause you will be the feast, can we
We'll cuddle up with each other babe, yes we will
And I'll go there on this chair
[Repeats]
Writer: ROBERT S. KELLY
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
One Man
Baby, I'm sorry
(Not gonna let you down)
Sorry for the things that happened to you, babe
For what he did
I'll show you that I'm not gonna do those things that he did to you
I'm gonna love you I'm gonna hold you
I'm gonna give you everythign that your heart desires
You don't have to question love
Cuz when I get home I'll show you love
I know you're hurting baby
Because of what he did
But here I am to rescue you
From that man of sin
He took your life from you
And noted you for him
Promised you brighter days
But now your light is dim
He had no right to do
The things he did to you
If I had half a chance
Girl, I'd be good to you
Don't let don't let don't let don't let
Don't let what happened in your past hurt our future
[1] - One man can make one women hate all men
Tell me why is it that
One man can make one woman hate all men
Makes a woman hate all men
One man can make one women hate all men
I'm sorry that he took your heart and did you in
You lived your life a lie
Now it's time to seek the truth
If it takes the rest of my days
I'm gonna make it up to you
So you let your guards on down
I don't want to go no rounds
Cuz baby, I'm here for you
Truly, truly here for you
Don't let don't let don't let don't let
Don't let what happened in the past hurt our future
[Repeat 1]
Girl Im' sorry that he took your heart and did you in
I'm not tryin' to hurt you
(I'm not tryin' to hurt you pretty baby, pretty baby)
I just wanna make sweet love to you
(All I wanna do is make you feel good all over)
While making love all the things
He said he'd do to you and he didn't girl
I'll do for you
Baby I'll do, vow to cuz I'm sorry that he took your heart
And did you in, yeah
[Repeat 1 while:]
Ladies, it was us all along
That made ya get up and get out and do wrong
I know you didn't really wanna do it
Hey, but being pissed off at us led you to it
Yes it did, yes it did, yes it did, oh, oh, oh
It mean I'm sorry baby
For coming in late from being out all night oh yeah
See I was so busy out there doing you wrong
while you were out there with somebody else
Getting your groove on, oh, oh, oh, oh
I guess its' a lesson to be learned
Be careful of the bridge you burn, oh oh
(Not gonna let you down)
Sorry for the things that happened to you, babe
For what he did
I'll show you that I'm not gonna do those things that he did to you
I'm gonna love you I'm gonna hold you
I'm gonna give you everythign that your heart desires
You don't have to question love
Cuz when I get home I'll show you love
I know you're hurting baby
Because of what he did
But here I am to rescue you
From that man of sin
He took your life from you
And noted you for him
Promised you brighter days
But now your light is dim
He had no right to do
The things he did to you
If I had half a chance
Girl, I'd be good to you
Don't let don't let don't let don't let
Don't let what happened in your past hurt our future
[1] - One man can make one women hate all men
Tell me why is it that
One man can make one woman hate all men
Makes a woman hate all men
One man can make one women hate all men
I'm sorry that he took your heart and did you in
You lived your life a lie
Now it's time to seek the truth
If it takes the rest of my days
I'm gonna make it up to you
So you let your guards on down
I don't want to go no rounds
Cuz baby, I'm here for you
Truly, truly here for you
Don't let don't let don't let don't let
Don't let what happened in the past hurt our future
[Repeat 1]
Girl Im' sorry that he took your heart and did you in
I'm not tryin' to hurt you
(I'm not tryin' to hurt you pretty baby, pretty baby)
I just wanna make sweet love to you
(All I wanna do is make you feel good all over)
While making love all the things
He said he'd do to you and he didn't girl
I'll do for you
Baby I'll do, vow to cuz I'm sorry that he took your heart
And did you in, yeah
[Repeat 1 while:]
Ladies, it was us all along
That made ya get up and get out and do wrong
I know you didn't really wanna do it
Hey, but being pissed off at us led you to it
Yes it did, yes it did, yes it did, oh, oh, oh
It mean I'm sorry baby
For coming in late from being out all night oh yeah
See I was so busy out there doing you wrong
while you were out there with somebody else
Getting your groove on, oh, oh, oh, oh
I guess its' a lesson to be learned
Be careful of the bridge you burn, oh oh
Writer: ROBERT S. KELLY
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
We Ride
[R.]
Uh huh, hey, I remember when I back in the days
When I ain't hot shit
But now that I got shit
Niggas wanna keep up shit
But it's all good, watch me do this shit
[Cam'Rom]
Yo, yo, yo, yo, ay yo, from my town to Chitown
R. Kelly got some thugs to make you lock down
Voice cry hot sounds tied down cop twisters
Shop lifters with Benini schemes
Smoke greenie green candyman up in cabrini green
Some cats I know like to splurge on they wrists
But my man karate man cut the nerves out his fist
But yo, throw your hands up y'all it's just love in here
It ain't shit but a thug affair
I'm at the bar spendin' thug money
Cop so much huh, they say I love money carats like bugs bunny
So lets slide you got the right thong
Dju don't know, I'm all night long
The DJ playing all the right songs
To the BM, REM's are Muy bien
It's R. Kelly, killer Cam'
Baby girl, can you dig now
Next time we see him yo, we laying Mr. Biggs down
[1] - To all my players and my thugs
To all my honeys in the club
To all the hoods that show me love
We ride, we ride
(From Chitown to LA)
To all my ballers lockin' ice, getting a room for the night
Taking first class flights, we ride, we ride
(From Chitown to LA)
[Noreaga]
Yo, I used to be in Chitown and collect panties
When I make cabrini green you know I hit Sammy's
Thugged out yo, all my people givin' eye jammies
Now them shorties say I'm cute, when they can't stand me
R. Kelly yo, I'm right from the belly, you know the soul
Everything that we spit on is platinum gold
But now it's for the love, for all the players and the thugs
Yo, it's a party goin' on, meet me right at the club
We got some chickens in the living room getting it on
And they ain't leaving 'till six in the morning
Thugged out, my people gettin' head while we on and
Tear the club up every time we performin'
Gun up in your waist, please don't shoot up the place
Because this shorty right here, lookin' good in my face
Ay yo, it's so deep I told shorty just last week
Uh huh, it's like, you remind me of my jeep
[Repeat 1]
[Vegas Cats]
Only ballers be allowed up in here
Money makers got my thug niggas watchin' my rear for player haters
Eighteen and I'm livin' a dream, go figure
How a nigga that's younger than you, ice bigger
Don't sweat that, stick to rap nigga, try that
Call my nigga R. Kell if you need a hit, black
And when you get it, make it known baby, who did it
It'll make your fans hit the stores and go get it
Now, here come a bitter sweet note for the fellas
Left out the club with her friend, now she jealous
Mad cuz she can't ride in the LS
Yeah, she kinda mad but a baller could care less
While you sleep, sleep, sleep
I'm inna Benz going beep, beep, beep
Got your girl sayin' "Yo, who he?"
So let's ride to Rockland's party, uh huh
[Jay-Z]
Check, Ghetto pro' federal
Jay-Z shake the dice, let 'em go
Bet a load I tear down every show
Better know cheddar crowed like the front babe row
Says R., Jay y'all, all I need is four bars
I'm hotter than a lotta men
Switch up cars like Rodman's hair color, then hit your broad
I'm borderline too much for the mortal mind
Every time you ought to rewind, find there's more to find
Now pop that cork, then pour the wine
Represent New York to Chitown, like what
Floss mine, like of course my, what
Never cross my family, can we all get along? Hell no
I'm tryin' to tell y'all who dat is that rule that biz
Not your baby daddy but Jay-Z, true that is
Better school that kid on who's shoes that is
Or who I be nigga, V.I.P Jigga
[Repeat 1]
[R.]
Let's get together and make this loot
(Trackmasters, Rockland)
Make this loot
(Untertainment)
Come on players
(Thugged out)
Come on players
(And we out like that)
Rock-a-fella ya'll
Uh huh, hey, I remember when I back in the days
When I ain't hot shit
But now that I got shit
Niggas wanna keep up shit
But it's all good, watch me do this shit
[Cam'Rom]
Yo, yo, yo, yo, ay yo, from my town to Chitown
R. Kelly got some thugs to make you lock down
Voice cry hot sounds tied down cop twisters
Shop lifters with Benini schemes
Smoke greenie green candyman up in cabrini green
Some cats I know like to splurge on they wrists
But my man karate man cut the nerves out his fist
But yo, throw your hands up y'all it's just love in here
It ain't shit but a thug affair
I'm at the bar spendin' thug money
Cop so much huh, they say I love money carats like bugs bunny
So lets slide you got the right thong
Dju don't know, I'm all night long
The DJ playing all the right songs
To the BM, REM's are Muy bien
It's R. Kelly, killer Cam'
Baby girl, can you dig now
Next time we see him yo, we laying Mr. Biggs down
[1] - To all my players and my thugs
To all my honeys in the club
To all the hoods that show me love
We ride, we ride
(From Chitown to LA)
To all my ballers lockin' ice, getting a room for the night
Taking first class flights, we ride, we ride
(From Chitown to LA)
[Noreaga]
Yo, I used to be in Chitown and collect panties
When I make cabrini green you know I hit Sammy's
Thugged out yo, all my people givin' eye jammies
Now them shorties say I'm cute, when they can't stand me
R. Kelly yo, I'm right from the belly, you know the soul
Everything that we spit on is platinum gold
But now it's for the love, for all the players and the thugs
Yo, it's a party goin' on, meet me right at the club
We got some chickens in the living room getting it on
And they ain't leaving 'till six in the morning
Thugged out, my people gettin' head while we on and
Tear the club up every time we performin'
Gun up in your waist, please don't shoot up the place
Because this shorty right here, lookin' good in my face
Ay yo, it's so deep I told shorty just last week
Uh huh, it's like, you remind me of my jeep
[Repeat 1]
[Vegas Cats]
Only ballers be allowed up in here
Money makers got my thug niggas watchin' my rear for player haters
Eighteen and I'm livin' a dream, go figure
How a nigga that's younger than you, ice bigger
Don't sweat that, stick to rap nigga, try that
Call my nigga R. Kell if you need a hit, black
And when you get it, make it known baby, who did it
It'll make your fans hit the stores and go get it
Now, here come a bitter sweet note for the fellas
Left out the club with her friend, now she jealous
Mad cuz she can't ride in the LS
Yeah, she kinda mad but a baller could care less
While you sleep, sleep, sleep
I'm inna Benz going beep, beep, beep
Got your girl sayin' "Yo, who he?"
So let's ride to Rockland's party, uh huh
[Jay-Z]
Check, Ghetto pro' federal
Jay-Z shake the dice, let 'em go
Bet a load I tear down every show
Better know cheddar crowed like the front babe row
Says R., Jay y'all, all I need is four bars
I'm hotter than a lotta men
Switch up cars like Rodman's hair color, then hit your broad
I'm borderline too much for the mortal mind
Every time you ought to rewind, find there's more to find
Now pop that cork, then pour the wine
Represent New York to Chitown, like what
Floss mine, like of course my, what
Never cross my family, can we all get along? Hell no
I'm tryin' to tell y'all who dat is that rule that biz
Not your baby daddy but Jay-Z, true that is
Better school that kid on who's shoes that is
Or who I be nigga, V.I.P Jigga
[Repeat 1]
[R.]
Let's get together and make this loot
(Trackmasters, Rockland)
Make this loot
(Untertainment)
Come on players
(Thugged out)
Come on players
(And we out like that)
Rock-a-fella ya'll
Writer: MARK ROONEY, ANDRE YOUNG, SAMUEL BARNES, JEAN OLIVIER, JOANI SLEDGE, HARRY CASEY, R HAMILTON, RAYMOND TURNER, CORDOZAR BROADUS, MARK ADAMS, STEVE ARRINGTON, DANIEL WEBSTER, RICHARD FINCH, STEVE WASHINGTON, JAY-Z, V SANTIAGO, C GILES, R KELLY
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
The Opera
Enter into my room
Dim the lights and hop right into bed with me
I will satisfy your needs going half on a baby
Are you down with me
Dearly be are you down with me
Half on a baby are you down with me
Dearly be are you down with me
Half on a baby are you down
Going half, going half, going half
Going half, going half, on a baby
Dim the lights and hop right into bed with me
I will satisfy your needs going half on a baby
Are you down with me
Dearly be are you down with me
Half on a baby are you down with me
Dearly be are you down with me
Half on a baby are you down
Going half, going half, going half
Going half, going half, on a baby
Writer: ROBERT S. KELLY
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
The Interview
Entrea
Ay, tantas cosas que quiero
Decirte yo quiero
Hacer por ti
But first we must dance
Private cotillion style
One lady's fantasy
Trip to Milan tonight
Exclusive shopping spree
Mansions await, your scent
That smells just like treasure
Dining with me in suites
That overlooks the shore
As we move, then we touch, then we dip
Dancin' with a rich man
As we move, then we touch, then we dip
Shall we dance, shall we dance, shall we dance?
As we turn, then we stare, then we kiss
Dancin' with a rich man
As we turn, then we stare, then we kiss
Kissing the feet of you
While listening to bonsais
And your angelic grace
Wearing Victoria
Passionate love with you
Hearing you, "Oh, oui oui"
Some antique jewelry from
Kenshire's gallery
As we move, then we touch, then we dip
Dancin' with a rich man
As we move, then we touch, then we dip
Shall we dance, shall we dance, shall we dance?
As we turn, then we stare, then we kiss
Dancin' with a rich man
As we turn, then we stare, then we kiss
And when you'll elevate
Like visions of grandeur
Mademoiselle and me
Behind the villa doors
Sunsets on yellow sand
That's where we rendezvous
Chapels of Valentine
Is just to name a few
As we move, then we touch, then we dip
Dancin' with a rich man
As we move, then we touch, then we dip
As we turn, then we stare, then we kiss
Dancin' with a rich man
As we turn, then we stare, then we kiss
As we move, then we touch, then we dip
Dancin' with a rich man
As we move, then we touch, then we dip
Shall we dance, shall we dance, shall we dance?
As we turn, then we stare, then we kiss
Dancin' with a rich man
As we turn, then we stare, then we kiss
Ay, tantas cosas que quiero
Decirte yo quiero
Hacer por ti
But first we must dance
Private cotillion style
One lady's fantasy
Trip to Milan tonight
Exclusive shopping spree
Mansions await, your scent
That smells just like treasure
Dining with me in suites
That overlooks the shore
As we move, then we touch, then we dip
Dancin' with a rich man
As we move, then we touch, then we dip
Shall we dance, shall we dance, shall we dance?
As we turn, then we stare, then we kiss
Dancin' with a rich man
As we turn, then we stare, then we kiss
Kissing the feet of you
While listening to bonsais
And your angelic grace
Wearing Victoria
Passionate love with you
Hearing you, "Oh, oui oui"
Some antique jewelry from
Kenshire's gallery
As we move, then we touch, then we dip
Dancin' with a rich man
As we move, then we touch, then we dip
Shall we dance, shall we dance, shall we dance?
As we turn, then we stare, then we kiss
Dancin' with a rich man
As we turn, then we stare, then we kiss
And when you'll elevate
Like visions of grandeur
Mademoiselle and me
Behind the villa doors
Sunsets on yellow sand
That's where we rendezvous
Chapels of Valentine
Is just to name a few
As we move, then we touch, then we dip
Dancin' with a rich man
As we move, then we touch, then we dip
As we turn, then we stare, then we kiss
Dancin' with a rich man
As we turn, then we stare, then we kiss
As we move, then we touch, then we dip
Dancin' with a rich man
As we move, then we touch, then we dip
Shall we dance, shall we dance, shall we dance?
As we turn, then we stare, then we kiss
Dancin' with a rich man
As we turn, then we stare, then we kiss
Writer: ROBERT S. KELLY
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Only The Loot Can Make Me Happy
Rockland
In my life
Track Masters
You're all I need in my life
Make money
You're all I need in my life
Duece, duece
You're all I need in my life
Uh huh, yo, yo, yo, yo
I remember in the days
Y'all niggas talking all that shit about keepin' it real
But when it comes to this game I'mma play the field
Rockland had loot before we signed the deal
Haters get in the way and catch the sky like Seal
We used to use the streets for the football field
In church free lunch was our only meal
But now we push whips with Lorenzo wheels
Living it up in Beverly Hills
[Tone]
You know 9 to 5 was only temporary
Now the ladies want to find Tone in a hurry
Got 'em hittin' notes that Mariah couldn't carry
All you player haters going down like Mary
Cop the Rolls Royce a player with a choice
Ladies stay moist from the sound of my voice
The lady killers pass the keys to our villas
Rockland, Track Masters top billers
[x2]
Only the loot can make me happy
(Nothing but the loot baby)
Happy (Show me the loot baby)
Happy (Show me the loot)
I never thought that I
Could make someone like you
I felt energized
When you went through my groove
I'll never let you go no
You're so right for me
I've got to let you know
Forever you and me
(The balla's anthem right here)
[Chorus]
You must be heaven sent
Sent into my life
And I compliment you honey the money
We have a love that's long
And true I make you in many ways
I've got to roll with you
In each and every day
[Chorus]
You're all I need in my life
I don't need no one I don't need no one but you
You're all I need in my life
I don't need no one I don't need no one but you
I said you're all I need in my life
I don't need no one I don't need no one but you
You're all I need in my life I don't need no one
I don't need no one but you
[Chorus]
You're all I need in my life
I said you're all I need in my life
In my life
Track Masters
You're all I need in my life
Make money
You're all I need in my life
Duece, duece
You're all I need in my life
Uh huh, yo, yo, yo, yo
I remember in the days
Y'all niggas talking all that shit about keepin' it real
But when it comes to this game I'mma play the field
Rockland had loot before we signed the deal
Haters get in the way and catch the sky like Seal
We used to use the streets for the football field
In church free lunch was our only meal
But now we push whips with Lorenzo wheels
Living it up in Beverly Hills
[Tone]
You know 9 to 5 was only temporary
Now the ladies want to find Tone in a hurry
Got 'em hittin' notes that Mariah couldn't carry
All you player haters going down like Mary
Cop the Rolls Royce a player with a choice
Ladies stay moist from the sound of my voice
The lady killers pass the keys to our villas
Rockland, Track Masters top billers
[x2]
Only the loot can make me happy
(Nothing but the loot baby)
Happy (Show me the loot baby)
Happy (Show me the loot)
I never thought that I
Could make someone like you
I felt energized
When you went through my groove
I'll never let you go no
You're so right for me
I've got to let you know
Forever you and me
(The balla's anthem right here)
[Chorus]
You must be heaven sent
Sent into my life
And I compliment you honey the money
We have a love that's long
And true I make you in many ways
I've got to roll with you
In each and every day
[Chorus]
You're all I need in my life
I don't need no one I don't need no one but you
You're all I need in my life
I don't need no one I don't need no one but you
I said you're all I need in my life
I don't need no one I don't need no one but you
You're all I need in my life I don't need no one
I don't need no one but you
[Chorus]
You're all I need in my life
I said you're all I need in my life
Writer: BERNARD JACKSON, DAVID TOWNSEND, DAVID L. CONLEY, JEAN CLAUDE OLIVIER, ROBERT S. KELLY, SAMUEL J. BARNES
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Dont Put Me Out
Baby now I realize
All of those times I told you I loved you
I just didn't show it
I'm sorry
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
I remember when you said to me
Don't talk about it be about it
I should have felt you when you said
To me that you were all alone
I act like I was doin' a favor
For you cuz you were wit me
Something let me thinking that whatever happens
This would be my home
But I was wrong (I was wrong)
How could I have been so low
(How could i have been so low)
I wrote a song all about it
(Took a pen and wrote a song)
Wanna hear it, here it go, from now on
[1] - I won't talk about lovin' you
Cuz I'm gonna be about lovin' you
I won't talk about comin' home
Cuz I'm gonna be about comin' home
I won't talk about both of us
Cuz I'm gonna be about both of us
I won't talk about makin' sweet love
Cuz I'm gonna be about makin' sweet love
Now I remember when we used the crib in Studio 12A
Clothes and pallets on the floor makin' sweet love night till day
Used to say I wanna have a baby boy and call him Man
But now it's all gone up in smoke and baby I don't understand
All I know that is I was wrong
(Dead wrong, yeah)
How could I have stooped so low
(How could I have stooped so low)
I wrote a song about it
(Wrote a song)
Wrote about it, here it go, from now on
[Repeat 1]
Now all the money in the world couldn't add up to what you did
Cuz when I was down and out you took the burden off of me
I never thoguht that when I took her out somehow it'd cause me pain
I was rooming at the Drake, how the hell you found my name
Damn I was wrong (I was wrong)
How could I have stooped so low
(How could I have stooped so low)
I wrote a song, yeah
All about it, here it go, from now on
[Repeat 1]
I won't talk about lovin' you
Cuz I'm gonna be about lovin' you
Girl, open up the door and let me in this house, please baby
I'm tired of banging on this door the neighbors say I'm loud
Honey, I beg of you
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
All of those times I told you I loved you
I just didn't show it
I'm sorry
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
I remember when you said to me
Don't talk about it be about it
I should have felt you when you said
To me that you were all alone
I act like I was doin' a favor
For you cuz you were wit me
Something let me thinking that whatever happens
This would be my home
But I was wrong (I was wrong)
How could I have been so low
(How could i have been so low)
I wrote a song all about it
(Took a pen and wrote a song)
Wanna hear it, here it go, from now on
[1] - I won't talk about lovin' you
Cuz I'm gonna be about lovin' you
I won't talk about comin' home
Cuz I'm gonna be about comin' home
I won't talk about both of us
Cuz I'm gonna be about both of us
I won't talk about makin' sweet love
Cuz I'm gonna be about makin' sweet love
Now I remember when we used the crib in Studio 12A
Clothes and pallets on the floor makin' sweet love night till day
Used to say I wanna have a baby boy and call him Man
But now it's all gone up in smoke and baby I don't understand
All I know that is I was wrong
(Dead wrong, yeah)
How could I have stooped so low
(How could I have stooped so low)
I wrote a song about it
(Wrote a song)
Wrote about it, here it go, from now on
[Repeat 1]
Now all the money in the world couldn't add up to what you did
Cuz when I was down and out you took the burden off of me
I never thoguht that when I took her out somehow it'd cause me pain
I was rooming at the Drake, how the hell you found my name
Damn I was wrong (I was wrong)
How could I have stooped so low
(How could I have stooped so low)
I wrote a song, yeah
All about it, here it go, from now on
[Repeat 1]
I won't talk about lovin' you
Cuz I'm gonna be about lovin' you
Girl, open up the door and let me in this house, please baby
I'm tired of banging on this door the neighbors say I'm loud
Honey, I beg of you
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
Writer: ROBERT S. KELLY
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Suicide
[1] - I say the easiest thing in the world
Is to love you
And the hardest thing in the world
Is to lose you
Said I tried and tried again to keep you
But it just ain't no use
I'm baffled cuz of what went down
See I got your letter so you're leaving town
Just take one minute to think about
Baby, lets back track on what happened in this house
Now I remember clearly it was a Saturday
I came walkin' in four o'clock in the morning
And I thought you were sleepin' one eye opened
You turned and said to me where the hell you been
Then I turned it around and hollared with some friends drinking
And now I'm sitting here all alone
Wishing you were here to house this home, oh
Say the easiest thing in the world is to love you
I love you baby
And the hardest thing in the world (So hard)
Is to lose you (Is to lose you baby)
[2] - Now I'm sitting here sippin' on things
I'm not suppose to (Sittin right here)
And that ain't cool (You know that ain't cool)
I've got to get over losing you
Shattered I can't believe you're gone
I'm left in the middle of these four walls
Lying helpless 'bout to lose my mind baby
I can't fathom life without you by my side
Now every night before I go to sleep
I pray to heaven for a better me
Nights I'm up thinkin' and days I'm up dreamin'
You were at work I was at play
A nigga wanted you and plus his cake
I know I ain't got no right to say
But I need you to head on back this way
Because I'm sitting here all alone
Wishing you were here to house this home
[Repeat 1]
[Repeat 2]
Baby can't we just moan for love like we used to
[Repeat 1]
[Repeat 2]
See, sometimes we men, we can dish it out
But sometimes we men, we can't take it, hey
So I'm gonna get up out this chair
And catch me a train, and get where you are, hey
Because I love you babe
And i need you
Right here by my side
Ghetto woman come on home to me
I'm dying sorry and I can't seem to break free
Is to love you
And the hardest thing in the world
Is to lose you
Said I tried and tried again to keep you
But it just ain't no use
I'm baffled cuz of what went down
See I got your letter so you're leaving town
Just take one minute to think about
Baby, lets back track on what happened in this house
Now I remember clearly it was a Saturday
I came walkin' in four o'clock in the morning
And I thought you were sleepin' one eye opened
You turned and said to me where the hell you been
Then I turned it around and hollared with some friends drinking
And now I'm sitting here all alone
Wishing you were here to house this home, oh
Say the easiest thing in the world is to love you
I love you baby
And the hardest thing in the world (So hard)
Is to lose you (Is to lose you baby)
[2] - Now I'm sitting here sippin' on things
I'm not suppose to (Sittin right here)
And that ain't cool (You know that ain't cool)
I've got to get over losing you
Shattered I can't believe you're gone
I'm left in the middle of these four walls
Lying helpless 'bout to lose my mind baby
I can't fathom life without you by my side
Now every night before I go to sleep
I pray to heaven for a better me
Nights I'm up thinkin' and days I'm up dreamin'
You were at work I was at play
A nigga wanted you and plus his cake
I know I ain't got no right to say
But I need you to head on back this way
Because I'm sitting here all alone
Wishing you were here to house this home
[Repeat 1]
[Repeat 2]
Baby can't we just moan for love like we used to
[Repeat 1]
[Repeat 2]
See, sometimes we men, we can dish it out
But sometimes we men, we can't take it, hey
So I'm gonna get up out this chair
And catch me a train, and get where you are, hey
Because I love you babe
And i need you
Right here by my side
Ghetto woman come on home to me
I'm dying sorry and I can't seem to break free
Writer: ROBERT S. KELLY
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Etcetera
Baby, I'm so glad you're over here
Now I get to show you all the things
That I been wanting to show you for such a long time
Don't say nuthin'
Picture this you and me in the kitchen babe, on the counter
Feeding each other fruits babe
Straight from there walk into the bedroom babe
I touch your hair and then you turn around and say what's on your mind
And girl tonight we'll be making sweet love
[1] - Girl tonight we'll make sweet love
Until the rain comes falling down on you and me
All of these things and etcetera etcetera etcetera
Wanna kiss you places you want me to
Promise girl that I'll do all of these things
And etcetera etcetera etcetera
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
Doing you pretty much all night long babe
'Till I hear you screaming my name babe
In the pool you and me skinny dippin darlin' Kelly's rules
No playing hard to get now tell me what the deal cuz
Girl tonight we'll be making sweet love
[Repeat 1]
Put on some clothes and lets go to the IHOP, baby
(Let's go to the IHOP babe)
No, no, no (Baby we just made love)
No matter how good the food may taste
(No matter how the food may taste)
I'm still thinking about your body baby, yes I am
(It's your body I'm thinking of)
[Repeat 1 until fade]
Now I get to show you all the things
That I been wanting to show you for such a long time
Don't say nuthin'
Picture this you and me in the kitchen babe, on the counter
Feeding each other fruits babe
Straight from there walk into the bedroom babe
I touch your hair and then you turn around and say what's on your mind
And girl tonight we'll be making sweet love
[1] - Girl tonight we'll make sweet love
Until the rain comes falling down on you and me
All of these things and etcetera etcetera etcetera
Wanna kiss you places you want me to
Promise girl that I'll do all of these things
And etcetera etcetera etcetera
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
Doing you pretty much all night long babe
'Till I hear you screaming my name babe
In the pool you and me skinny dippin darlin' Kelly's rules
No playing hard to get now tell me what the deal cuz
Girl tonight we'll be making sweet love
[Repeat 1]
Put on some clothes and lets go to the IHOP, baby
(Let's go to the IHOP babe)
No, no, no (Baby we just made love)
No matter how good the food may taste
(No matter how the food may taste)
I'm still thinking about your body baby, yes I am
(It's your body I'm thinking of)
[Repeat 1 until fade]
Writer: ROBERT S. KELLY
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
If I Could Turn Back The Hands Of Time
How did I ever let you slip away
Never knowing I'd be singing this song some day
And now I'm sinking, sinking to rise no more
Ever since you closed the door
[1] - If I could turn, turn back the hands of time
Then my darlin' you'd still be mine
If I could turn, turn back the hands of time
Then darlin' you, you'd still be mine
Funny, funny how time goes by
And blessings are missed in the wink of an eye
Why oh why oh why should one have to go on suffering
When every day I pray please come back to me
[Repeat 1]
And you had enough love for the both of us
But I, I, I did you wrong, I admit I did
But now I'm facing the rest of my life alone, whoa
[Repeat 1]
I'd never hurt you (If I could turn back)
Never do you wrong (If I could turn back)
And never leave your side (If I could turn back)
If I could turn back the hands
There'd be nothing I wouldn't do for you
(If I could turn back)
Forever honest and true to you
(If I could turn back)
If you accept me back in your heart, I love you
(If I could turn back the hands)
(If I could turn back)
That would be my will
(If I could turn back)
Darlin' I'm begging you to take me by the hands
(If I could turn back the hands)
I'm going down, yes I am
(If I could turn back)
Down on my bended knee, yeah
(If I could turn back)
And I'm gonna be right there until you return to me
(If I could turn back the hands)
(If I could turn back)
If I could just turn back that little clock on the wall
(If I could turn back)
Then I'd come to realize how much I love you
Love you love you love you
(If I could turn back the hands)
Never knowing I'd be singing this song some day
And now I'm sinking, sinking to rise no more
Ever since you closed the door
[1] - If I could turn, turn back the hands of time
Then my darlin' you'd still be mine
If I could turn, turn back the hands of time
Then darlin' you, you'd still be mine
Funny, funny how time goes by
And blessings are missed in the wink of an eye
Why oh why oh why should one have to go on suffering
When every day I pray please come back to me
[Repeat 1]
And you had enough love for the both of us
But I, I, I did you wrong, I admit I did
But now I'm facing the rest of my life alone, whoa
[Repeat 1]
I'd never hurt you (If I could turn back)
Never do you wrong (If I could turn back)
And never leave your side (If I could turn back)
If I could turn back the hands
There'd be nothing I wouldn't do for you
(If I could turn back)
Forever honest and true to you
(If I could turn back)
If you accept me back in your heart, I love you
(If I could turn back the hands)
(If I could turn back)
That would be my will
(If I could turn back)
Darlin' I'm begging you to take me by the hands
(If I could turn back the hands)
I'm going down, yes I am
(If I could turn back)
Down on my bended knee, yeah
(If I could turn back)
And I'm gonna be right there until you return to me
(If I could turn back the hands)
(If I could turn back)
If I could just turn back that little clock on the wall
(If I could turn back)
Then I'd come to realize how much I love you
Love you love you love you
(If I could turn back the hands)
Writer: ROBERT S. KELLY
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
What I Feel/Issues
I'm sick and tired of the games you played
Every move I make your ass got something to say
Scandalize my name when you see it in the paper
Trying to turn it all around when it wasn't that way
Everybody is trying to figure me out
What the hell is wrong with y'all just let me live my life
I can't go one day without y'all in my face
Y'all done lost y'all minds if you don't hear what I say
Cops chase me when I'm standing still
You know I ain't done shit wrong so why you want me in your cell
You don't like my songs well it pays the bills
And you cut me down 'cause I keep it real
Sometimes I want to fly far away from here
To another place it ain't worth these tears
Sometimes at night when I close my eyes
I know the haters are busy making up hater lies
Sometimes I laugh trying to keep from crying
If I was plain out of love then tell me who could I trust
See I work so hard just to get ahead
If it wasn't for God I'd probably be dead
Sometimes I think y'all trying to pull me down
But y'all wasting your time I got you haters figured out
If yo had your way it'd be lock and key
Everywhere I go trouble follows me
Where the hell is my father shit it hurts sometimes
There's a hole in me and it rocks my mind
Forgive me father for I have sinned
When was your last confession
His true fears he left without a care
And that was more than I could bare
When you need my help I never tell you no
When I need your love you got somewhere to go
I'm getting sick of this shit but I'm not gonna quit
I've come too far gotta keep my pockets thick
I get mad as hell but that's ok
Kick off these shoes 'cause I'm here to stay
I gotta let you know got no time to play
So feel me and all that you hear me say
What I'm building up you can't tear it down
'cause it's built on solid Rockland ground
We don't die, we multiply, hit after hit, living platinum style
Keep my head up high, looking toward the sky
Nothing inmy view, hey I can fly
Y'all just hate, I can't take no more
And if you feel me raise your hand and show
This is what I feel, ooh, this is what I feel
Feel me, feel me, feel me, hey, hey feel, woo
Westside tell me can you feel me, hey, oh
Eastside tell me can you feel me, whoa, oh south
Southside tell me can you feel me
Feel me, feel me
Every move I make your ass got something to say
Scandalize my name when you see it in the paper
Trying to turn it all around when it wasn't that way
Everybody is trying to figure me out
What the hell is wrong with y'all just let me live my life
I can't go one day without y'all in my face
Y'all done lost y'all minds if you don't hear what I say
Cops chase me when I'm standing still
You know I ain't done shit wrong so why you want me in your cell
You don't like my songs well it pays the bills
And you cut me down 'cause I keep it real
Sometimes I want to fly far away from here
To another place it ain't worth these tears
Sometimes at night when I close my eyes
I know the haters are busy making up hater lies
Sometimes I laugh trying to keep from crying
If I was plain out of love then tell me who could I trust
See I work so hard just to get ahead
If it wasn't for God I'd probably be dead
Sometimes I think y'all trying to pull me down
But y'all wasting your time I got you haters figured out
If yo had your way it'd be lock and key
Everywhere I go trouble follows me
Where the hell is my father shit it hurts sometimes
There's a hole in me and it rocks my mind
Forgive me father for I have sinned
When was your last confession
His true fears he left without a care
And that was more than I could bare
When you need my help I never tell you no
When I need your love you got somewhere to go
I'm getting sick of this shit but I'm not gonna quit
I've come too far gotta keep my pockets thick
I get mad as hell but that's ok
Kick off these shoes 'cause I'm here to stay
I gotta let you know got no time to play
So feel me and all that you hear me say
What I'm building up you can't tear it down
'cause it's built on solid Rockland ground
We don't die, we multiply, hit after hit, living platinum style
Keep my head up high, looking toward the sky
Nothing inmy view, hey I can fly
Y'all just hate, I can't take no more
And if you feel me raise your hand and show
This is what I feel, ooh, this is what I feel
Feel me, feel me, feel me, hey, hey feel, woo
Westside tell me can you feel me, hey, oh
Eastside tell me can you feel me, whoa, oh south
Southside tell me can you feel me
Feel me, feel me
Writer: ROBERT S. KELLY
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
I Believe I Can Fly
I used to think that I could not go on
And life was nothing but an awful song
But now I know the meaning of true love
I'm leaning on the everlasting arms
If I can see it, then I can do it
If I just believe it, there's nothing to it
I believe I can fly
I believe I can touch the sky
I think about it every night and day (night and day)
Spread my wings and fly away
I believe I can soar
I see me running through that open door
I believe I can fly
I believe I can fly
I believe I can fly hoo
See I was on the verge of breaking down
Sometimes silence can seem so loud
There are miracles in life I must achieve
But first I know it starts inside of me, ho oh
If I can see it hoo, then I can be it
If I just believe it, there's nothing to it
I believe I can fly
I believe I can touch the sky
I think about it every night and day (night and day)
Spread my wings and fly away
I believe I can soar
I see me running through that open door
I believe I can fly
I believe I can fly
Oh, I believe I can fly hoo
Hey, 'cause I believe in me, oh
If I can see it hoo, then I can do it
If I just believe it, there's nothing to it hey
I believe I can fly hoo
I believe I can touch the sky
I think about it every night and day
Spread my wings and fly away
I believe I can soar
I see me running through that open door
I believe I can fly (I can fly)
I believe I can fly (I can fly)
I believe I can fly (I can fly) hey
If I just spread my wings (I can fly)
I can fly (I can fly)
I can fly (I can fly) yeah
I can fly (I can fly) hey
If I just spread my wings (I can fly)
I can fly (I can fly)
(I can fly) whoa
(I can fly)
(Hmm, fly, fly, fly)
And life was nothing but an awful song
But now I know the meaning of true love
I'm leaning on the everlasting arms
If I can see it, then I can do it
If I just believe it, there's nothing to it
I believe I can fly
I believe I can touch the sky
I think about it every night and day (night and day)
Spread my wings and fly away
I believe I can soar
I see me running through that open door
I believe I can fly
I believe I can fly
I believe I can fly hoo
See I was on the verge of breaking down
Sometimes silence can seem so loud
There are miracles in life I must achieve
But first I know it starts inside of me, ho oh
If I can see it hoo, then I can be it
If I just believe it, there's nothing to it
I believe I can fly
I believe I can touch the sky
I think about it every night and day (night and day)
Spread my wings and fly away
I believe I can soar
I see me running through that open door
I believe I can fly
I believe I can fly
Oh, I believe I can fly hoo
Hey, 'cause I believe in me, oh
If I can see it hoo, then I can do it
If I just believe it, there's nothing to it hey
I believe I can fly hoo
I believe I can touch the sky
I think about it every night and day
Spread my wings and fly away
I believe I can soar
I see me running through that open door
I believe I can fly (I can fly)
I believe I can fly (I can fly)
I believe I can fly (I can fly) hey
If I just spread my wings (I can fly)
I can fly (I can fly)
I can fly (I can fly) yeah
I can fly (I can fly) hey
If I just spread my wings (I can fly)
I can fly (I can fly)
(I can fly) whoa
(I can fly)
(Hmm, fly, fly, fly)
Writer: Robert S. Kelly
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
R. is the third solo album by American singer R. Kelly, released as a double album on November 10, 1998, by Jive Records. It marked the first time Kelly worked with other producers as opposed to producing the entire album himself. Its cover artwork uses the same image of Kelly from his 1993 debut 12 Play, only in silhouette form against a red and black background.
Upon its release, R. went to number one on the Top R&B/Hip-Hop Albums chart and number two on the US Billboard 200, selling over 612,000 copies in its first week of sales. It spawned Kelly's second number-one Billboard Hot 100 hit "I'm Your Angel", as well as the number-one Top R&B hit "I Believe I Can Fly", which had been released two years earlier on the Space Jam soundtrack.
R. is currently Kelly's best-selling release to date, having sold over eight million copies in the United States and over 12.4 million copies worldwide.
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R KellyUpon its release, R. went to number one on the Top R&B/Hip-Hop Albums chart and number two on the US Billboard 200, selling over 612,000 copies in its first week of sales. It spawned Kelly's second number-one Billboard Hot 100 hit "I'm Your Angel", as well as the number-one Top R&B hit "I Believe I Can Fly", which had been released two years earlier on the Space Jam soundtrack.
R. is currently Kelly's best-selling release to date, having sold over eight million copies in the United States and over 12.4 million copies worldwide.
Genre(s): Hip Hop, R&B, soul, hip hop soul, gospel, pop
Length: 129:40
Released: November 10th, 1998
Year: 1998