R. Kelly F/ Jay-Z lyrics

R. Kelly F/ Jay-Z lyrics

"Take You Home With Me Lyrics"

Love Ain't For Keeping Lyrics
Layin' on my back In the newly mown grass Rain is coming down But I know the clouds will pass You bring me tea Say


Uh
Uh-uh
Kel
Young


Girl, you know you got body-ody-ody
Where you get your little body-ody-ody
I just wanna freak your body-ody-ody
I just wanna take you home with me


Girl, you know you got body-ody-ody
Where you get your little body-ody-ody
I just wanna freak your body-ody-ody
I just wanna take you home


She get it from here mama
You cant tie a sweater over that a** or hide it in
pajamas
We laid back blowin ganja
DVD, she make it hard to watch a flat TV
(Hov) I crept up behind her
Mami fought like a quarterback, I caught that like
Rice
I call mami Montana, bandana, tied her hands up
This is
Useless Information Lyrics
Sister jane has a little book Full of autographs of useless people Seems a waste in the time she took And it gets me mad which makes us equal Ooh, hundreds of people left out in the cold Wearing the shoes that were silver and gold Useless information Tons of useless inf
gangster love
You want a rap CD, we gangster f***
This aint R&B school, I aint a R&B dude
Poured a glass of Ami, got mami in the mood
Then she stripped for me like the Moulin Rouge
I think I might wife her
You know powder blue Roc-A-Wear suite, white Niked up
Add mami to decipher
R-O-C would like her, the game motherf***er


Girl, you know you got body-ody-ody
Where you get your little body-ody-ody
I just wanna freak your body-ody-ody
I just wanna take you home with me


Girl, you know you got body-ody-ody
Where you get your little body-ody-ody
I just wanna freak your body-ody-ody
I just wanna take you home


Uh-huh, Ill make you hot
Wine Women & Whisky Lyrics
(papa lightfoot) Wine women and whisky Goin' be the death of me Wine women and whisky Goin' be the death of me I'm riding and i'm running But still in misery Won't you come back baby? Won't you come back home to me? Won't you come back baby? Won't you come back home to me? All the other women
er than the next b****
No need for you to ever sweat the next b****
With speed Ill make the next b**** to the exit,
indeed
Gotta know youre thoroughly respected, why me
You get the keys to the Lexus, but no drive
You get your own 2002, shoot the ride
Keep your a** tight on Versace
Thats why you gotta watch your friends, you gotta
watch me
They connive with you


See, I just wanna freak your body-ody-ody
I know you dont do this for everybody-ody-ody
But everybody ain;t as h**** as me
And your bodys callin me


See, you know you got body-ody-ody
Where you get your little body-ody-ody
I just wanna freak your body-ody-ody
I just wanna take you
Wish God Was A Woman Lyrics
your scent still sleeps in my bed the click and clacking from your high heels in my head and now my tears are dancing with the rain painting a picture of you on the pavement chorus every time i look at you i wish god was a woman too a woman just like you every time i think of you i wish god was a woman too a woman just like y
(Said your bodys callin me)


See, you know you got body-ody-ody (Oh, yeah)
Where you get your little body-ody-ody (Somebodys
callin me)
I just wanna freak your body-ody-ody
I just wanna take you


Girl, I hear you callin, lets stop stallin
Do what we came to do
Girl, I hear you callin, lets stop stallin
Baby, I want you


Girl, you know you got body-ody-ody
Where you get your little body-ody-ody
I just wanna freak your body-ody-ody
I just wanna take you home with me


Girl, you know you got body-ody-ody
Where you get your little body-ody-ody
I just wanna freak your body-ody-ody
I just wanna take you home with me


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