R KELLY

R KELLY - Showdown (Featuring Ronald Isley) lyrics

rate me

I feel that the time is here

For you to bring your body here

And give me what I've waited for

Hurry up and come on in and close the door

I'm about to get up on it

Feed me girl cause I'm so hungry

Got plenty money but I'm still lonely

Gotta have you now cause me so horny

Black and Asian girl

Tattoo on your tummy

Thugged out as Hell

But I'mma make you love me

Sip some aphrodisiac and baby girl it's on

I promise you I will do all the words to this song

Showdown

I'm about to lay your body down

Rodeo be like up and down

Bout to show you how I throw down

It's about to be a showdown

I'm about to lay your body down

My rodeo be like up and down

Bout to show you how I throw down

Baby it's about to be a

(Mr. Biggs)

Da da da da da da da

Aisha, daddy's home baby

Aisha!

What's going on?

Aisha!

Hmmm

What is this?

Hmmm

(Mr. Biggs) [R. Kelly]

[Hello, hello!]

(Yeah Francis)

[Hello?]

(Francis, it's me Frank)

[Stop I'm on the phone. Who is this?]

(Frank, listen turn the music down)

[Hold on. Didn't I tell you not to talk to me I'm on the phone! You know when I'm on the phone you don't supposed to be talking to me like that.]

[Hello?]

(Yeah Francis)

[Yeah]

(Is Aisha over there?)

[Aisha ain't over here.]

(Well do you know where she is?)

[No, I don't know where she is.]

(You don't know where she is.)

[No, I don't know where she is, Frank, I ain't got nothing to do with all y'alls business, that's on y'all.]

(Now wait a minute, I didn't ask you all that. I just want to know where she is, and if you don't know, that's it.)

[Then that's it then.]

I'll be making you my lady

S-E-X got me going crazy

Anything that you want me to do

I'll do anything cause I'm feeling you

Off in the club girl you dance so freaky (Aisha, where are you)

Tongue diamond pierced with a look that's kinky

Acting like you want me to turn you out

Attitude like what, Kelly take me now

Black and Asian girl

Tattoo on your tummy

Doped out and scared

But I'mma make you love me

Sip some aphrodisiac and baby girl it's on

I promise I will do all the words to this song

Showdown

I'm about to lay your body down

My rodeo be like up and down

Bout to show you how I throw down

Baby it's about to be a

(Mr. Biggs) [R. Kelly]

[Holla]

(Yeah, TJ)

[Yeah]

(Listen get up right now)

[I'm up man. What you need, B?]

(I need you to meet me at the forum, oh and saddle up the horses. We gone take us a little ride.)

Word up, I'm on my way. One.]

[R. Kelly] {woman}

[Angie]

{Hmmm?}

[Angie]

{Hmmm?}

[Wake up and move over. I gotta go, I'll be back.]

{What you mean? What's going on?}

[Business.]

{What kind of business?}

[My business!]

{Can I come?}

[Haven't you come enough?]

{TJ!}

[No, look. I'll be back alright? Go to sleep.]

Now give me the mike so I can get buck wild

Like “Fiesta, Fiesta” still moving the crowd

Out of all the girls I've loved before

Got plenty of honeys ------

Puff puff give now let me hit it once more

Fake ass niggas get out and close my door

It's my house for me to live not yours

If I wanted to I could ---- on the floors

Through the doors like a western flick, the club is crunked

Henney and Chris you know that boy's tore up

About 8 or 9 black stallions riding up

It's Mr. Biggs screaming showdown

I'm like What?

(Mr. Biggs)

Now Kelly

It's not enough room in this town

For you and me so let's get down

I'm sick and tired of you and this down low fight

From Contagious all the way to Mrs. Price

You done it now with Ms. Black Aisha

I knew something was funny when she stopped paging

House, cars, shopping malls

Man I tell you it's a battle call

Like a raging bull I'm about to charge you

Kelly you won't see tomorrow

It's time to put an end to your late night creeps

Now any last words before my pistol speaks

Mr. Biggs, now no disrespect but man I'm tired

Cause all these years it's my back you been riding

We been in and out of fights on these videos

Now it's about time you felt the real rodeo

See I dated Lila 98 of September

You took her from me, yeah right you don't remember

I remember so clearly we were coming from an opera

How clever you were when you slipped her your number

Ooh, I know that makes y'all wanna know

Ooh, who's really on the down low

You wonder why we're always at it, there it is

Sleeves up Mr. Biggs cause I'm about to get

Wild Wild West sick and tired of your mess

You put me to the test and now I'm sticking out my chest

So any last words before I draw these cannons

Cause when the smoke clears I'll be the last man standing at the

Showdown

I'm about to lay your body down

Rodeo be like up and down

Bout to show you how I throw down

It's about to be a showdown

I'm about to lay your body down

Rodeo be like up and down

Bout to show you how I throw down

Baby it's about to be a

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