Legs Shakin' (feat. Ludacris) - R. Kelly

The wind blows through the valley It's warm and hard and wild It gets up all inside the trees and shakes the leaves all night They shake up through the mountains They shake up to the sky They shake up to the moon above and then it starts to shine And Lord it makes me tremble Shakin' and shakin', shakes Shakin' and shakin', baby They're shakin' and shakin' shakes A fault runs through the valley as long as it is mean It starts to tear into the earth and gets all in between It shakes up through the mountains It shakes down to the sea It shakes up to the volcano and then it starts to scream And Lord it makes me tremble Shakin' and shakin', shakes Shakin' and shakin', baby They're shakin' and shakin' shakes There's a woman in this valley She's sweet as she is rough And when she starts to dance that way She shakes the boys all up She shakes it through the mountain She shakes it through the night She shakes it like a hurricane She gives a blind man sight And Lord it makes me tremble Shakin' and shakin', shakes Shakin' and shakin', baby They're shakin' and shakin' shakes

This that new fire, man DarkChild, Disturbing Tha Peace Shareefa, here's another one, Luda I told 'em we just gettin' started, man Aiyyo, I don't think they really understand What this is, bring that back Ay, Shareefa, where you at, baby? Let's go Come wit it, need somebody that's real gansta Ain't a toy soldier, a real gangsta Playa, holdin' me down like an anchor I need a papi, somebody I call daddy Hustla, any hood, he's a boss-a Trapper, under the rugs, he's got stacks-a Never see movies, don't like them actors That's just what I go after That's what I need I-I-I be lookin' 'Cuz all these fakes thugs is tryna press up I need a boss like hey, who's flossin' like hey Tossin' dough, hey, you know that he'll pay I-I-I be lookin' 'Cuz all these fakes thugs is tryna press up I need a boss like hey, who's flossin' like hey Tossin' dough, hey, that drives me crazy Hey, yo, Darkchild, bring that back Stop it, anythin' I want, I cop it I just want somebody to get fly wit I got what I need but can you top it? Yes, I'm a hot chick, somebody you can ride wit Got hips, all the boys want me to drop it So thick, niggas be buggin', I own it I may be young but I know what I want If you show me, baby, you can get on So come on That's just one of the things I need Only one I'm pleasin' is me Unpredictable, yeah, that's me I can't help it, that's so sexy I-I-I be lookin' 'Cuz all these fakes thugs is tryna press up I need a boss like hey, who's flossin' like hey Tossin' dough, hey, you know that he'll pay I-I-I be lookin' 'Cuz all these fakes thugs is tryna press up I need a boss like hey, who's flossin' like hey Tossin' dough, hey, that drives me crazy I'm the number one hustler of the century S-s-see me in your dreams I'm the boss of all bosses, k-k-king of all kings I'm your favorite rapper's idol, I been had the title Call me hot 16, wit more s than the Bible 15 bank accounts, 10 different businesses 5 different lawyers, tell 'em what the business is I live down the block, was raised up the street Want beef? I'll do like 'Summertime' and raise up the heat I'm the leader of the pack, plus I'm still in the slums Man, I was built Ford tough, I'm as real as they come But fake thugs love to hate, some punks be ice grillin' me 'Cuz I g-g-got assets, no liabilities Now to infinity, grown women be feelin' me And they ain't got nothin' to lose but they virginities Still the 'Lova Lova', so give me a couple rubbers I'll get 'em in a room and Luda will make 'em studder like I-I-I be lookin' 'Cuz all these fakes thugs is tryna press up I need a boss like hey, who's flossin' like hey Tossin' dough, hey, you know that he'll pay I-I-I be lookin' 'Cuz all these fakes thugs is tryna press up I need a boss like hey, who's flossin' like hey Tossin' dough, hey, that drives me crazy I-I-I be lookin' 'Cuz all these fakes thugs is tryna press up I need a boss like hey, who's flossin' like hey Tossin' dough, hey, you know that he'll pay I-I-I be lookin' 'Cuz all these fakes thugs is tryna press up I need a boss like hey, who's flossin' like hey Tossin' dough, hey, that drives me crazy

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)

We gonna let it smoke What's baby? I wanna hit that You qanna hit this? It's 3am and I'm not with him It's the moment that I know we've both been waiting for Now we can pretend we're together again In the dark letting this slow chill take control And we ain't supposed to be doin this We know the consequence But we're past the limit and there ain't no turnin' back now You already got my body gripped Yeah boy you know I like that shit So we're past the limit And there ain't no turnin' back now Might as well go all the way Hey there ain't no such thing as a half mistake So baby boy we might as well go all the way Might as well go all the way Might as well go all the way You don't know if your addicted till you relapse From detox of lovin' each other If just for an hour or two or three Till six in the morning Do you have a good excuse To be on the down low with me In the tele suite We know that we ain't supposed to be doin this We know the consequence But we're past the limit And there ain't no turnin back now I already got the Magnum glove You already got your ass poked up So we're past the limit And there ain't no turnin back now Might as well go all the way Hey there ain't no such thing as a half mistake So baby boy we might as well go all the way Might as well go all the way Might as well go all the way You don't know if your addicted till you relapse I'm right back smokin' you You're right back injectin' me Love is in our veins ain't it I'm right back smokin' you You're right back injectin' me Guess there ain't no cure We might as well go all the way You know you're wrong for this, I know And I know you've got somebody, Oh well baby But he ain't here no So we might as well, might as well, do what we wanna do You know how I like it, oh boy Don't it feel good to be back together If only for a moment, a minute, an hour For just one night, one night 'Bout to hit it out the park again Going, going, going gone Going, going, going gone Going, going, going gone Close the curtains, potential remix