R. Kelly: This is big!!!! Elephant Man: Chi Twon girls have di badonkadonk (OH!!!!) ATL junk in di trunk a bounce (OH!!!!) Jamaican girls pat yuh front a clump (Come on!!!) Miami girls let mi see yuh jump, jump (Yep) New York girls can shake that ass (OH!!!!) St. Louis girls mi see yuh shake it fast (Come on!!!) Midwest girls can shake that ass (Yep) Ele and Kelly won't let dem pass, come on!!! R. Kelly (Elephant Man): We got the place surrounded y'all (Scoobay!!!) This is big! (A weddy weddy weddy weddy weddy weddy weddy weddy) Mic check (Ladies) One two I can't hear myself (Turn it up) One two I can't hear myself (Turn it up) One two I can't hear myself (Turn it up) So a, turn it up (Oh!) turn it up (Oh!) R. Kelly (Elephant Man) I like it when your booty go bump, bump Ladies) Girl make your booty go bump, bump (Come on) How you make your booty go bump, bump You got a whole lot a junk in your trunk, trunk (Come on) Elephant Man: Girls shake your booty don't stop, stop (Yep) Turn around and make your booty pop, pop (Uh huh) Girls shake your booty don't stop, stop Make it clap (Clap) clap (clap) clap, clap 1: R. Kelly (*Elephant Man) Haven't seen a booty like that since the rump shake That's the kind of booty that makes your bed break Girl hit the floor turn out the party Love it when you shake and wind your body You got me wantin to be with you all the time You make me wanna pass them chips girls you are so fine How 'bout me and you go jump in my car(Oh) Talk about our future in my car Take a ride to my spot in my car (Oh) Now you in my bed screamin dada (Oh) Don't make no sense how you bring your body down now Bring it back up and roll it all around now Clap clap your so good clap clap (*Clap Clap!!!) The way your bendin it over clap clap (Alright) Your the girl in the top five videos By tomorrow this will be number one In or way upside down on the pole Pretty mama you know your dead wrong (*Get jiggy gal) Girl you roll it like a boat, when you shake it to the floor When I get you in the door this murder she wrote See you the hottest chick in the club, sexy superstar hands up Girl you bump it like that ass is a truck Roll it around like, that ass on dubs R. Kelly I like it when your booty go bump, bump Girl make your booty go bump, bump How you make your booty go bump, bump You got a whole lot a junk in your trunk, trunk Elephant Man: Girls shake your booty don't stop, stop Turn around and make your booty pop, pop Girls shake your booty don't stop, stop Make it clap (Clap) clap (clap) clap, clap 2: Elephant Man Back to how she a wiggle di wiggle di booty like a pro (Back it up) Mek Kelly go so whooa She mek di richter scale mek yuh head point oh Like Christina Milian yuh fi dip it low (Forget di aftaparty) Let's roill There's no wait no more let's go (Show love) Qid Jamaicans, Haitians, Bajans (Full to capacity) No more accomodation How dat gal deh a wine a must a Jamaican How she shake dat booty yuh can tell a who a di fake one (Earthquake) Girl shake yuh booty mek yuh body shake (Earthquake) So yuh shake yuh body so yuh wreck di place (Earthquake) Yuh melk everybody evacuate Heavyweight ma let yuh bootyb shake, shake Shake, riba, riba, shake it senorita Shake it like yuh come from Costa Rica, mamita R. Kelly I like it when your booty go bump, bump Girl make your booty go bump, bump How you make your booty go bump, bump You got a whole lot a junk in your trunk, trunk Elephant Man: Girls shake your booty don't stop, stop Turn around and make your booty pop, pop Girls shake your booty don't stop, stop Make it clap (Clap) clap (clap) clap, clap 3: R. Kelly (*Elephant Man) All of the ladies think I'm sexy Cause when I walk through the club I gets lots of love Oooh Kells your the one that I'm dreamin of Girl all I wanna be is your fantasy In your dreams take you to my ecstacy All alone in my room just you and me When we awake it will be a reality Girl I'll have your body singin oooh la la Once I turn it over and hit it real hard Boo my only mission is to make you see stars Put me up to bat and I'm a knock it out the park Shake ya ass riba riba like your Mexican (Uh oh uh oh) The way your frakin it (Uh oh) The way your doppin it (Uh oh) And when you bring it back up and move it in slow motion (*Earthquake) Make me wanna move a little closer (*Earthquake) Get you out of here and get somewhere and stroke it (*Earthquake) Because the way you move it's out of control Clap clap your so good clap clap, the way your bendin it over clap clap R. Kelly I like it when your booty go bump, bump Girl make your booty go bump, bump How you make your booty go bump, bump You got a whole lot a junk in your trunk, trunk Elephant Man: Girls shake your booty don't stop, stop Turn around and make your booty pop, pop Girls shake your booty don't stop, stop Make it clap (Clap) clap (clap) clap, clap Bridge: R. Kelly (Elephant Man) All of the sexy ladies in this club (Ladies yuh lookin like a mermaid) Throw your hands up come on throw your hands up Throw your hands up come on throw your hands up And if the DJ is rockin this club (Ladies, come on) Throw your hands up come on throw your hands up Throw your hands up come on throw your hands up R. Kelly I like it when your booty go bump, bump Girl make your booty go bump, bump How you make your booty go bump, bump You got a whole lot a junk in your trunk, trunk Elephant Man: Girls shake your booty don't stop, stop Turn around and make your booty pop, pop Girls shake your booty don't stop, stop Make it clap (Clap) clap (clap) clap, clap Elephant Man Elephant Man and, the R, AKA talkin for the ladies Let me know that, we like to feel when, the junk in the trunk Goes like bop, bop, bop, and clap, clap, clap Aiyyo Jamaica meets...

Got a pocket full of ones, and I bet your girl will come, because she likes it And I'm feelin' like a man, 2 bottles of that champ, because I like it We spending O.P.M. (what's that?) Other Peoples Money and we like it (love it) We spending O.P.M. Other Peoples Money and we like it (love it) Newest lady, new shoes hit the pavement We eat what we want and shop for entertainment Stock rising, make love, rock diamonds You ever seen a look this good? Stop lying Stack chips, South Central to Saks Fifth I ain't gotta wait 'til December to wrap gifts Get it now, buy a new car, settle down AMG upgrades, fully tinted out Feeling this, the? keep spilling shit Look, it's no concealing it Right now I got my hand in her blouse Damn she aroused, the gonna end up back in the house The most ready, boat tied, no chevy Don't make let it loop girl, make no spaghetti Chain heavy, see a chick, game ready When somebody loves you back (yeah Teddy) You better know it, hard times we can never show it I'm going places you ain't never going Frozen clique, cups of strawberries I don't gotta play to get paid like Marbury I'm feeling this, the? keep spilling shit Look now she revealing it (uhh) Right now I got my hand on her mouth Damn she was loud, I'm gonna end out dragging her out

This boy got a hit I just want you hear me when I pull up, skrr Have a conversation, don't wanna see you hurt You ain't settle for him 'cause you know your worth Got it from the mud I got it out the dirt These bitches tell you anything to get into your pocket These bitches fucking with me 'cause they know I'm all vibes Pull up in the i8 and these bitches start droppin' She wanna go to my place had these bitches' jaw droppin' See I got tell my feelings gotta tell the truth You could be for these bitches they won't be for you I had a down bitch I ain't know what to do I had to chase this rap shit and go get the loot And I don't mean that I don't give the world to my bitch I know she was down so she deserve to be rich Shawty I'ma go and get you Birkin bags That Rolls Royce you can be the first to have it If I see it, I'm a grab it Take you to Atlanta we gon' flood out Magic You not by my side shawty I can't imagine You make me choosin' you but you know rap my passion I ain't tryna play you this not On Demand Tryna run that check up tryna get them bands That bitch is my fan I am not your man I don't know these bitches they just want my sand Blow up twenty piece 'cause I know I can Put it on a ring so I can ask your hand I'm just tryna blow up while I'm on tour So I can have the flowers hoppin' out that Benz Look at you it's lookin' the mirror Bought you Cartier's now you seeing clearer I bought that new Ferrari we gon' take to dinner Come fuck with double R, we some fucking winners Get your best friend, I call Chris he can tag team along Talkin' 'bout my feelings I ain't tryna brag too long I'm just tryna tell you that I'm all yours Shopping bags, we can have a car full Slide down the window while I pull up Backwoods had the windows rolled up Just make sure that you never ever use me 'Cause I can never fuck with none these groupies Your friend tryna tell you that I ain't a right nigga Don't listen to 'em they tryna have no life with ya Just hang 'em up don't let them break the frame on my picture They fuck the same niggas these bitches won't ride with you See I'm just tryna tell you how I feel inside Turn this music on when you ain't feeling right Turn on Roddy Ricch when niggas tryna vibe I'm in your mind, I'm in your mind Ayy, I'm in your mind Ayy, ayy, tell 'em I'm in your mind Ayy, shawty do you mind Can I just vibe? Ayy, yeah Ayy, don't break the frame on my picture Hey these bitches they won't ride with you Tryna take you to the sky, ride with me Hey, baby I just wanna take you high Fly with me, ayy Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah Hey, hey, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, hey This boy got a hit

Flew my bitch out from Thailand, yeah, she do the most My niggas hot like some Cayenne, sittin' in your throat They spend a quarter million in the private, just for the show Shawty gon' call a nigga "Your highness", 'cause we fuck on the low And I get about 12 for a key If a nigga playin' chess, I'm king My niggas ridin' with Berettas, fuck a sting You know I'm poppin' every little team Got a lot of D, got a lot of hundreds Go to buy the bitch with a lot of money You know Bird loungin' by the pool You know Donbo comin' with the woo I think Keefa just bought some new sneakers Five-thousand, them bitches brand-new I was ridin' on the jet' with lil Setty He my lil' bro, but that nigga heavy I spent 25 thou' on her titties They took her ass fat right out her belly I want some diamonds, I want some baguetties Eliantte callin' every time I'm ready Off a couple bars, I don't need a medic If I did it, then I meant it and I said it Dwayne Wade, I kept the heat Say she a squirter, it got wet on the seat I got a burden like a man in a meet Feel like I buy another safe every week Fivio said she a wetty I was sittin' at the trap house, whippin' shit out the crocker like Betty All a nigga need 'bout ten racks He'll pop you if you pop a 30 My lil' nigga do dirty He just need the lil' wordie Give a fuck 'bout the verdict Flew my bitch out from Thailand, yeah, she do the most My niggas hot like some Cayenne, sittin' in your throat They spend a quarter million in the private, just for the show Shawty gon' call a nigga "Your highness", 'cause we fuck on the low And I get about 12 for a key If a nigga playin' chess, I'm king My niggas ridin' with Berettas, fuck a sting You know I'm poppin' every little team Got a lot of D, got a lot of hundreds Go to buy the bitch with a lot of money Ayy, if I got the time, fuck her like a menace Open up her tonsils like she at the dentist Writin' checks, had to work on my penmanship What you got, I spent more on my fit, I spent more on my bitch 20 bitches on top of the Ritz Got the store, you should cop you some kicks We gettin' money hooray, hooray, hooray Havin' dodey on dodey, ain't talkin' no stimulus We went to war for this shit When you stackin' up paper on paper on paper You gon' need some more of this shit Livin' prototype they gon' copy a nigga I done spent some Ms on my property, nigga Got rich off "The Box" how I box me a nigga Flew my bitch out from Thailand, yeah, she do the most My niggas hot like some Cayenne, sittin' in your throat They spend a quarter million in the private, just for the show Shawty gon' call a nigga "Your highness", 'cause we fuck on the low And I get about 12 for a key If a nigga playin' chess, I'm king My niggas ridin' with Berettas, fuck a sting You know I'm poppin' every little team Got a lot of D, got a lot of hundreds Go to buy the bitch with a lot of money

She said she wanna ride in a coupe So I might pour a five or a deuce, ay Might pour five or a deuce, yeah She said she wanna ride in a coupe, ay Listen, baby, I play my moves with you maybe Listen, baby, you know how I'm livin', baby Young nigga trappin' off the iPhone Black bands, I forgot to turn the lights on Me and my niggas rollin' in the eight-six On some player shit, but yeah, I keep that TEC, bitch I want a hundred bands on a necklace So I get a hundred bands on my necklace 20K on Instagram so, bitch, you think you poppin'? Chase a bag, won't chase a bitch, 'cause broke shit ain't a option I was kickin' in doors, I was really flockin' Know some niggas down bad, know some niggas locked in That's why I keep that double cup poured up That Rollie on my wrist, you know it's frozed up She want a rich nigga, so she chose us See LA 250 how I roll up She said she wanna ride in a coupe So I might pour a five or a deuce, ay Might pour five or a deuce, yeah She said she wanna ride in a coupe, ay Listen, baby, I play my moves with you maybe Listen, baby, you know how I'm livin', baby Young nigga trappin' off the iPhone Black bands, I forgot to turn the lights on My Cuban Diddy Boppin' My Rollie Milly Rockin' It's Ace bottles, if I got it then my niggas got it And we was down bad, now my niggas really shoppin' We cop Birk' bags, 'Lenciaga, Cargan dollars That bitch gon' fuck with niggas 'cause she know I'm ballin' She hit my iPhone, told that bitch stop callin' I clicked on her, told the money, "Bitch, I'm all in" You couldn't dig me, if you did then you would fall in She said she wanna ride in a coupe So I might pour a five or a deuce, ay Might pour five or a deuce, yeah She said she wanna ride in a coupe, ay Listen, baby, I play my moves with you maybe Listen, baby, you know how I'm livin', baby Young nigga trappin' off the iPhone Black bands, I forgot to turn the lights on