Lirik Lagu Fiesta (Remix) - R. Kelly F/ Jay-Z
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[Jay-Z]After the show it's the after party thenAfter the party it's the hotel lobby andAfter the Belve' then it's probably Cris'And after the original it's probably this (Fiesta)Yes ma, Bed-Stuy, FiestaRemix with the homie from the Midwest sideGame recognize game, hoes do tooIt's the new 2 Live Crew, I suppose you knewSo thugs, pop yo' toasters, but don't approach us orBullets'll chase you like Moet mimosasCatch us both coasts, racin twin PorschesBoxes with glocks that'll pop ya to make ya ghost-esWhoever come closest - you've been warnedBut niggaz don't get the picture 'til the weapons is drawnMake your way backstage, baby girl it's onAnd we'll be drinkin 'til six in the mornin
[R. Kelly]In the back of the club with ma-maPoppin bottles of Cris with ma-maPut the bar on the tab for ma-maThrowin hundreds up for grabs for ma-maCause it's about to go down tonightI'ma be drinkin 'til the early liz-ight (that's right)Nigga high like a muh'fuckin ki-ziteTake three honies just to make me feel ri-zightMy, my, my, myIt's what they all say when they see the frozen iceThey say - my, my, my, myAnytime they see them big things only cause I
[Breakdown: R. Kelly]While y'all gotta club, they done fuckin wit arenasGotcha man sayin "Kelly have you seen her?"Yeah she wit me on the lowGettin high off the 'dro, got her knees on the flo'
[R. Kelly]Fiesta - Fiesta, FiestaFiesta, FiestaFiesta, FiestaFiesta, FiestaFiesta, FiestaFiesta, FiestaFiesta, FiestaFiesta, Fiesta
[R. Kelly]Switchin lanes in my Six, in the 'burbsI met a girl named Tasha, in the 'burbsTook the hood then I moved it, to the 'burbsNow no more sheriffs or polices, in the 'burbs (that's right)And we about to tear this club upDon't worry 'bout expenses cause I got that sho' nuffReady to BOO knock 'em fresh outta jizzailI need some WOO From all the honey's on the DLI said - my, my, my, my (yeah)It's what them thugs yellin when the strippers on fizzlesThey say - my, my, my, my (yeah)Got Kisha yellin from that up and down sizzle
[Breakdown]
[R. Kelly]Fiesta!
[Gotti]I put the big body up, come through in a RoverNot only Kelly and Gotti, it's Boo and HovaPop Cris if you like, my ice glist' in the lightI'm wit Roc-Land right, so I'm rich for lifeI'm like Heaven, everybody wanna get to meHow you make it to the gates and forget the key?I'm the one God chose so you blessed through meGotti Floyd getchu higher than that ecstacy
[Boo]Aiiyo I come through stunnin, plus I'm gettin bluntedin the new six-hundred with the big rims on itWe rock rocks that'll light ya shouldersGotta lotta hot cars but the drops is colder (aahh)You see V-I-P; me, Kelly, Gotti, and Hov'Drinkin Cris' like its H-2-OAll we do is spend cheese cause we love the doughMami roll more trees before it's time to goC'mon..
[R. Kelly]If you got cash money then you feel this shitAnd if you rollin on them things then you feel this shitIf you drunk off in the club then you feel this shitIf you'se a motherfuckin thug then you feel this shitIf you smokin on some 'dro then you feel this shitAnd if you off that ecstacy you gots to feel this shitIf you sippin on some Cris' you gots to feel this shitAnd if you throwin up and shit, you gots to feel this shitFiesta..
Fiesta, Fiesta {*repeated until fade*}
[R. Kelly]In the back of the club with ma-maPoppin bottles of Cris with ma-maPut the bar on the tab for ma-maThrowin hundreds up for grabs for ma-maCause it's about to go down tonightI'ma be drinkin 'til the early liz-ight (that's right)Nigga high like a muh'fuckin ki-ziteTake three honies just to make me feel ri-zightMy, my, my, myIt's what they all say when they see the frozen iceThey say - my, my, my, myAnytime they see them big things only cause I
[Breakdown: R. Kelly]While y'all gotta club, they done fuckin wit arenasGotcha man sayin "Kelly have you seen her?"Yeah she wit me on the lowGettin high off the 'dro, got her knees on the flo'
[R. Kelly]Fiesta - Fiesta, FiestaFiesta, FiestaFiesta, FiestaFiesta, FiestaFiesta, FiestaFiesta, FiestaFiesta, FiestaFiesta, Fiesta
[R. Kelly]Switchin lanes in my Six, in the 'burbsI met a girl named Tasha, in the 'burbsTook the hood then I moved it, to the 'burbsNow no more sheriffs or polices, in the 'burbs (that's right)And we about to tear this club upDon't worry 'bout expenses cause I got that sho' nuffReady to BOO knock 'em fresh outta jizzailI need some WOO From all the honey's on the DLI said - my, my, my, my (yeah)It's what them thugs yellin when the strippers on fizzlesThey say - my, my, my, my (yeah)Got Kisha yellin from that up and down sizzle
[Breakdown]
[R. Kelly]Fiesta!
[Gotti]I put the big body up, come through in a RoverNot only Kelly and Gotti, it's Boo and HovaPop Cris if you like, my ice glist' in the lightI'm wit Roc-Land right, so I'm rich for lifeI'm like Heaven, everybody wanna get to meHow you make it to the gates and forget the key?I'm the one God chose so you blessed through meGotti Floyd getchu higher than that ecstacy
[Boo]Aiiyo I come through stunnin, plus I'm gettin bluntedin the new six-hundred with the big rims on itWe rock rocks that'll light ya shouldersGotta lotta hot cars but the drops is colder (aahh)You see V-I-P; me, Kelly, Gotti, and Hov'Drinkin Cris' like its H-2-OAll we do is spend cheese cause we love the doughMami roll more trees before it's time to goC'mon..
[R. Kelly]If you got cash money then you feel this shitAnd if you rollin on them things then you feel this shitIf you drunk off in the club then you feel this shitIf you'se a motherfuckin thug then you feel this shitIf you smokin on some 'dro then you feel this shitAnd if you off that ecstacy you gots to feel this shitIf you sippin on some Cris' you gots to feel this shitAnd if you throwin up and shit, you gots to feel this shitFiesta..
Fiesta, Fiesta {*repeated until fade*}
