Stop JAY-Z & R. Kelly (Ft. Foxy Brown)

[Intro: Tone (R. Kelly)]
Yo, Duro, tell Rob to hurry up back in the booth, man
We got the Track running
Yo, this Tone the referee, while I got your attention
I gotta we set out to bring you the best possible heat
For your two step, me, Jigga and Kells
You know, so y'all just enjoy, aight
Yo, Rob you there? (Yeah) Your mic sound nice (uh-huh uh-huh)
You first to blow (yeah) aight, you ready to blow (uh-huh)
Aight, let's go

[Chorus: R. Kelly]
Hold up, wait a minute, stop
Jigga, I'm about to put the shit down
Hold up, wait a minute, stop
I'm about to, make these niggas get down
Hold up, wait a minute, stop
Guaranteed, these niggas gonna feel us
Hold up, wait a minute, stop
Tone and Poke, blow the motherfuckin' speakers

[Verse 1: R. Kelly]
Nothing but those yellow bottles, get two models
Thugs at Apollo's, niggas wanna follow
I'm about to show you, how wild it gets
That nigga Hov', is the craziest
Stop at the club, bout a quarter to six
With a bottle in my hand, yellin' "Bitch, I'm rich"
Hey, you know you see me (woah)
I can't believe it (woah)
You tryin' front like (woah)
You don't want it
20's on the drop
Blue and yellow rocks
Keke yellin' "stop"
Sisqó's album flopped
What you wanna do?
If you drinkin', I'm hangin' out with you
Five, four, three, two, one
Come on y'all, let's have some fun