This Is The Thread Where We Post Random R. Kelly Song Lyrics And Pictures

I'm gonna take your hand
And let you feel these ribs
I'm a winner…, I'm a winner…, I'm a winner…
I'm a winner in bed
Go to dinner…, go to dinner…, go to dinner…
Go to dinner in bed

YOU'RE THE MAMA AND I'M THE DADA

Ignition Remake
Now,um,usually I dont do this but uh....
Go head' on and break em off wit a lil' preview of the remix....

(Verse 1)
Now I'm not tryin to be rude
But hey lil' girl I feelin you'
I know you daughters' only two
But she's lookin kinda cute
That's why i'm all up in her face
Tryin' to get her to my place
Get her lil ass on tape
So all of yall can scream "Rape!"

So baby gimme that Toot Toot!!
And gimme that Beep Beep!!
Running her hands through my Fro'
And she's 4 years old'
Her body saying she's ready...

(Chorus)
It's the remix to Igniton
So please hide all yall children
R.Kelly's not in Jail
So he's still hittin on infants
Sippin on Coke and rum
He's like so what he's drunk
It's the freakin week-end
Grab a lil' child and have him some fun

Bounce Bounce Bounce Bounce Bounce Bounce Bounce
Bounce Bounce Bounce Bounce Bounce Bounce Bounce

(Verse 2)
Now it's like Murder she wrote
Once I get you out them clothes
Take you back to my home
And let me piss on ya dome
Now im feelin what you feelin
No more hoping and wishin
Im about to take someone's kid
And poke up their lil' infant

So baby gimme that Toot Toot!!
And gimme that Beep Beep!!
Running her hands through my fro'
And she going on on four
Her body saying she's ready

(Chorus)

It's the remix to ignition
Hot and fresh out the kitchen
R.Kelly babysitting now
So you should hide all yall children
Sippin on Coke and Hen'
He's like so what she's ten
It's the freakin' week-end
He's about to make some new friends

Kool-aid poppin in the stretch Navigator
They too young for alcohol,They just barely Teen-agers
I got babies to my left,Toddlers on my right
Bring em all together,R.Kelly's havin' fun tonight

And after the show it's the (After party)
And after the party it's the (Hotel lobby)
And around about four you gotta (Clear the lobby)
Then grab a lil girl and (Rape somebody)

Baby gimme that Toot Toot!!
And gimme that Beep Beep!!
Running my hands on her chest
This girls barely got breast
Her body clearly not ready

It's the remix to ignition
So please hide all your children
R. Kelly not going to jail
So please hide all yall infants
Sippin on coke and rum
He's like so what he's drunk
It's the freakin week-end
Grab a lil child and have him some fun

It's the remix to ignition
Hot and fresh out the kitchen
R.Kelly's babysittin now
So you should hide all yall children
Sippin on coke and Hen'
He's like so what she's ten
It's the freakin week-end
He's about to make some new friends

Toddlers up in this jeep
Foggin' windows up
Blastin Bow Wow'
In the back of my truck
Bouncin up and down
Dont catch no tantrum now
To the remix
Cuz He's raping you now

"So show me some I.D.
Before I get me deep into you"

"Girl flex-uh. Time to have sex-uh"

I like the crotch on you
I want what you've got baby

So tell me who's your man,
We will have a talk with him

I know twelve ways to make your love come down,
And the secret places on you will be found,
Like a voyage when the storm begins to roar,
There's no telling what this night could have in store,
Cause inside of your walls there will dwell a capricorn,
That will feast your body all night.

You're so very wet
Now put me inside of you

You must be use to me spending
and all that sweet wining and dining
Well I'm fucking you tonight
Baby it's no mystery
You will be all up in me
Freakin is my specialty
I've got all of what you need

Hell yeah I splurge money
Hell yeah I act funny

Leadin honies to my suite like I'm, the pied piper
Have they ass, hittin high notes, like they Mariah
Get that pussy wet enough to put out a bonfire
She be like "Wooooooo", and I be like "Wooooooo"
When her tides got high, fuck it I'ma Don
Runnin late for the studio, fuck it I'm bout to come
Dress cold at club fuck it Air Force I's
Said I wouldn't mention Sisqo, fuck he's a bum

Thoia thoia thoia thoia thoia thoia thoing

Big ups to the Globetrotters

"Now, look, man, enough is enough. Y'all need to leave me alone. On the real. I mean, can't y'all see I love y'all? Damn! I mean no matter what y'all say or try to do to me, I'm gonna love ya anyway. You know what I'm sayin'? What y'all need to do is let me go on and do this music. You know what I'm sayin'? I mean, what I gotta do? What I gotta do? Give you all my money? My cars, my houses, my clothes? I don't owe you nothin', maaaan! Go get a god damned job, dog! Shit, leave me alone. Go get a job! You don't owe me nothin', I don't owe you nothin', you know what I'm sayin'? I'm just tryna give you all this music tryna make y'all feel good, you know what I'm sayin'? That's all I'm tryna do! Let me do dat, huh? Let the R. do dat. Will ya? Mmmm?"