Jamband Partymix 2005 - Jam-Band & Kelly Charleswell

My skin is my cape, huh My black is not beige, huh Natural face, huh That's how I wake up No love for the fake ones You get what you give, huh Bills, bills, bills, bills, spend Kelendria rich, huh Talk saucy and nice, but this shit is sweet Whole 'nother side that you never seen I sow my tithes, you watch 'em reap I talk to God, my minutes are free Two double G's, two double G Cost the walk through fee Lil shit back then, I let that slide and get by me All they tryna get is a act from me And it's all for the reach Back-back up off of me, back up off of me Rose petals on my feet Kelly got bands, Kelly got check Kelly got wig, Kelly got deals Kelly got class, Kelly got ass Kelly's got a man, Kelly pop tags Kelly got flex, Kelly got wheels Kelly got drip, Kelly got a stash Kelly got a house, big house on a hill Kelly's so blessed, big class XL Kelly ain't-Kelly ain't got no chill Kelly don't really give a fuck how you feel Kelly ain't humble no mo' nigga Kelly got a foot on your throat nigga Kelly ain't humble no mo' nigga Kelly got a foot on your throat nigga Go Kelly go, go go Kelly go Go Kelly go, go go Kelly Cop that bag if it's designer I'm so rich that I ain't buy it Don't get tired, I'm too wired Light it up and get inspired All my business, keep it private You know bosses move in silence And I ride it like it's stolen 'Cuz my name is Kelly Rowland, ah Everyday I meet the quota Bitch I really thought it was over I'll always be around, thought I told you Back up off of me, back up off of me 'Fore I get to clapping that annoy ya Kelly got bands, Kelly got check Kelly got wig, Kelly got deals Kelly got class, Kelly got ass Kelly's got a man, Kelly pop tags Kelly got flex, Kelly got wheels Kelly got drip, Kelly got a stash Kelly got a house, big house on a hill Kelly's so blessed, big class XL Kelly ain't-Kelly ain't got no chill Kelly don't really give a fuck how you feel Kelly ain't humble no mo' nigga Kelly got a foot on your throat nigga Kelly ain't humble no mo' nigga Kelly got a foot on your throat nigga Go Kelly go, go go Kelly go Go Kelly go, go go Kelly

Do I attract you? Do I repulse you with my queasy smile? Am I too dirty? Am I too flirty? Do I like what you like? I could be wholesome, I could be loathsome Guess I'm a little bit shy Why don't you like me? Don't you like me Without making me try? I tried to be like Grace Kelly But all her looks were too sad So I tried a little Freddie I've gone identity mad (Mad, mad, mad!) I could be brown, I could be blue I could be violet sky I could be hurtful, could be purple I could be anything you like Gotta be green, gotta be mean Gotta be everything more Why don't you like me? Don't you like me? Walk out the door! How can I help, how can I help How can I help what you think? Hello my baby, hello my baby Putting my life on the brink Why don't you like me? Why don't you like me? Why don't you like yourself? Should I bend over? Should I look older To be put on your shelf? I tried to be like Grace Kelly But all her looks were too sad, yeah So I tried a little Freddie I've gone identity mad! (Mad, mad, mad!) I could be brown, I could be blue I could be violet sky Could be hurtful, could be purple I could be anything you like Gotta be green, gotta be mean Gotta be everything more Why don't you like me? Don't you like me? Walk out the door! Alright Grace Kelly Here we go I could be brown, I could be blue I could be violet sky I could be hurtful, I could be purple I could be anything you like Gotta be green, gotta be mean Gotta be everything more Why don't you like me? Don't you like me? (Why?) I could be brown, I could be blue I could be violet sky Could be hurtful, could be purple I could be anything you like Gotta be green, gotta be mean Gotta be everything more Why don't you like me? Don't you like me? Walk out the door! (Oh, yeah) (Why don't you walk out that door) Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh (Grace, Grace, Grace) walk out the door! (Grace, Grace Kelly)