[Verse 1: Jay-Z (R. Kelly)]
After the show it's the after party then
After the party it's the hotel lobby and
After the Belve' then it's probably Cris'
And after the original it's probably this (fiesta)
Yes ma, Bed-Stuy, Fiesta
Remix with the homie from the Midwest side (Chi, what)
Game recognize game, hoes do too
It's the new 2 Live Crew, I suppose you knew
So thugs, pop yo' toasters, but don't approach us or
Bullets'll chase you like Moët mimosas
Catch us both coasts-es, racing twin Porsches
Boxes with Glocks that'll pop ya to make ya ghost-es
Whoever come closest - you've been warned
But niggas don't get the picture 'til the weapons is drawn
Make your way backstage, baby girl it's on
And we'll be drinking 'til six in the morning
[Verse 2: R. Kelly]
In the back of the club with ma-ma
Popping bottles of Cris' with ma-ma
Put the bar on the tab for ma-ma
Throwing hundreds up for grabs for ma-ma
'Cause it's about to go down tonight
I'ma be drinking 'til the early liz-ight (that's right)
Nigga high like a muh'fucking ki-zite
Take three honies just to make me feel ri-zight
My, my, my, my
It's what they all say when they see the frozen ice
They say - my, my, my, my
Anytime they see them big things rolling b-zy
After the show it's the after party then
After the party it's the hotel lobby and
After the Belve' then it's probably Cris'
And after the original it's probably this (fiesta)
Yes ma, Bed-Stuy, Fiesta
Remix with the homie from the Midwest side (Chi, what)
Game recognize game, hoes do too
It's the new 2 Live Crew, I suppose you knew
So thugs, pop yo' toasters, but don't approach us or
Bullets'll chase you like Moët mimosas
Catch us both coasts-es, racing twin Porsches
Boxes with Glocks that'll pop ya to make ya ghost-es
Whoever come closest - you've been warned
But niggas don't get the picture 'til the weapons is drawn
Make your way backstage, baby girl it's on
And we'll be drinking 'til six in the morning
[Verse 2: R. Kelly]
In the back of the club with ma-ma
Popping bottles of Cris' with ma-ma
Put the bar on the tab for ma-ma
Throwing hundreds up for grabs for ma-ma
'Cause it's about to go down tonight
I'ma be drinking 'til the early liz-ight (that's right)
Nigga high like a muh'fucking ki-zite
Take three honies just to make me feel ri-zight
My, my, my, my
It's what they all say when they see the frozen ice
They say - my, my, my, my
Anytime they see them big things rolling b-zy
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