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R Kelly - To The World Lyrics
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[ Featuring Kanye West, Teyana Taylor ]

Let me see you put your middle fingers up, to the world,
I made up in my mind
I'm doin' things my way, I'm burnin' shit down tonight
I'm doin' things my way, it's my way or the highway
Let me say it one more time (fingers up)

To the world, to the world, to the world
To the world, to the world, to the world
Let me see you put your middle fingers up, middle fingers up!

(Motherf*cker) Deuces minus one
Middle finger to the sky tonight (Ay, ay, ay)
The whole world is a couch
Bitch I'm Rick James tonight (I don't give a f*ck)
Throw it up, throw it up
'Cause you can't take it with you
Funny how they wait 'til you gone just to miss you
To the world, to the world
Then I'm on my Sinatra, I'm doing it my way,
Let's take it a notch up, take it up

Let me see you put your middle fingers up! To the world
I made up in my mind
Doin' things my way, I'm burning shit down tonight
I'm doin' things my way, it's my way or the highway
Let me see you one more time (fingers up)

To the world, to the world, to the world
Mm' ain't this some shit? Pulled up in the A-V-entador
And the doors, raise up, like praise the Lord
Did the fashion show, and a tour, and a movie, and a score
This a ghetto opera, Francis Foreign Car Coppola
I need a new crib to hold my plaques, Rick Ross had told me that
Said I'd be all up in Goldman Sachs like, "These niggas tryna hold me back
These niggas tryna hold me back", I'm just trying to protect my stacks
Mitt Romney don't pay no tax, Mitt Romney don't pay no tax
Chi-Town 'til I'm on my back, Chi-Town 'til I'm on my back
Only nigga in Beverly Hills, where the hell is Axel Foley at?
"Ease up there, baby boy", Ving Rhames told Jody that
R. Kelly and the God of rap
Shitting on you, holy crap

Let me see you put your middle fingers up
To the world, to the world, to the world
To the world, to the world, to the world
Let me see you put your middle fingers up

I could give it all up, but it's not enough
Ay ay, here you go, my middle finger
To the world, to the world, from the ground to the moon
Hills to the mountains, yeah hands to the roof
Give it up, give it up, won't let you deny me
Makin' you love me, makin' you love me
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Let me see you put your middle fingers up, to the world,
I made up in my mind
I'm doin' things my way, I'm burnin' shit down tonight
I'm doin' things my way, it's my way or the highway
Let me say it one more time (fingers up)

To the world, to the world, to the world
To the world, to the world, to the world
Let me see you put your middle fingers up, middle fingers up!

(Motherf*cker) Deuces minus one
Middle finger to the sky tonight (Ay, ay, ay)
The whole world is a couch
Bitch I'm Rick James tonight (I don't give a f*ck)
Throw it up, throw it up
'Cause you can't take it with you
Funny how they wait 'til you gone just to miss you
To the world, to the world
Then I'm on my Sinatra, I'm doing it my way,
Let's take it a notch up, take it up

Let me see you put your middle fingers up! To the world
I made up in my mind
Doin' things my way, I'm burning shit down tonight
I'm doin' things my way, it's my way or the highway
Let me see you one more time (fingers up)

To the world, to the world, to the world
Mm' ain't this some shit? Pulled up in the A-V-entador
And the doors, raise up, like praise the Lord
Did the fashion show, and a tour, and a movie, and a score
This a ghetto opera, Francis Foreign Car Coppola
I need a new crib to hold my plaques, Rick Ross had told me that
Said I'd be all up in Goldman Sachs like, "These niggas tryna hold me back
These niggas tryna hold me back", I'm just trying to protect my stacks
Mitt Romney don't pay no tax, Mitt Romney don't pay no tax
Chi-Town 'til I'm on my back, Chi-Town 'til I'm on my back
Only nigga in Beverly Hills, where the hell is Axel Foley at?
"Ease up there, baby boy", Ving Rhames told Jody that
R. Kelly and the God of rap
Shitting on you, holy crap

Let me see you put your middle fingers up
To the world, to the world, to the world
To the world, to the world, to the world
Let me see you put your middle fingers up

I could give it all up, but it's not enough
Ay ay, here you go, my middle finger
To the world, to the world, from the ground to the moon
Hills to the mountains, yeah hands to the roof
Give it up, give it up, won't let you deny me
Makin' you love me, makin' you love me
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Writer: WARREN FELDER, KANYE WEST, ROBERT KELLY, ANDREW WANSEL, MALIK YUSEF JONES, TEYANA TAYLOR, CYDEL YOUNG, JEFFREY LEE JOHNSON JR., ERIKA HAMILTON, CHE SMITH
Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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