TP‐2.com Album

Artist(s): R. Kelly

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TP‐2

length: 2:20
producer: R. Kelly
mixer: Tony Maserati
recording engineer: Abel Garibaldi, Ian Mereness and Andy Gallas
arranger: R. Kelly
programming: Ian Mereness
co mixer: R. Kelly
assistant mixer: Jim Bottari
assistant programming: Andy Gallas and James Lee
additional keyboard: Kendall Nesbitt
bass & guitar: Donald Lyle
composer: R. Kelly
lyricist: R. Kelly

Hit it hard from the back
Roll around on the front
I know you've heard a lot of tracks
But 12 Play is what you want
Just let me call the studio
Then we can go all night
Girl I hope you can hang
Cause I'm horny as hell tonight

One
Taking off your Secrets with my teeth
Two
Slightly rough to let you know it's about to get kinky
Three
Blind your eyes, then I walk you to my bedroom
Four
Now open your eyes
Surprise you've entered twelve play two

Stop
We need to catch our breath
We've been going for a while
It's been about two hours
And we're still going round for round
The water's getting cold
And the movie's going off
This is how we do in TP-2

Five
I'm about to take you for a ride
Now feel it come inside
Six
Baby it's as hard as a brick
Tell me can you feel this sh, sh, sh
Seven
That's when to slow it down
Cause I'm not ready to
Eight
We're almost at the peak
Cause I'm feeling tingly

Now flew your body like, what (what, what)
It's like diamonds with the cut (cut, cut)
The hottest out of your friends
The way you take it from me
Girl you put it on me like draws
Moaning when you talk
I'm about to tear your **** out
New millennium style

Nine
Lookin' you in your eyes
As I'm about to do that thing
Ten
Then on down to your thighs
I'm gonna make you scream
Eleven
Now put your body on top of me
I'm about to grab your waist
Twelve
Now quick before we get to thirteen
Set it on my face

Strip for You

length: 4:11
producer: R. Kelly
mixer: Tony Maserati
recording engineer: Abel Garibaldi and Ian Mereness
arranger: R. Kelly
programming: Ian Mereness and Abel Garibaldi
co mixer: R. Kelly
assistant mixer: Dan Milazzo
assistant programming: Andy Gallas
additional keyboard: Kendall Nesbitt
guitar: Donald Lyle
composer: R. Kelly
lyricist: R. Kelly
Suddenly I feel like I want to break loose
Jump in my six and come and see you
Girl I'm gonna do something that's brand new
'Cause I got a kinky surprise for you
So girl get ready 'cause I'm on my way
Put your sexy body in some neglege
And if you feel it let me know it right now
Baby this is ow it's all going down
There'll be

[Chorus]
Three knocks on the door my baby
Trench coat hits the floor my baby
Sit back in the chair my baby
'Cause I'm about to go there my baby
And get your body real open baby
Do what you been hoping baby
Tonight I'm gonna do a switcheroo
Do you mind if I strip for you

I'ma stop and get some gas my baby
Give you time to freshen up my baby
And if you want just leave the door unlocked
I'll be creeping in by twelve o'clock
So turn the telephones off my baby
No interruptions while I'm driving you crazy
Girl I want you to know tonight is yours
Start in the bed and end up on the floor
There'll be

[Chorus]

[Bridge]
You'll be watching (You'll be watching)
Slowly rolling (Slowly rolling)
For you (For you, baby. Whatever you want me to do I will do)
Girl, I promise (Baby I promise)
You'll not regret (You won't regret it)
And everything that you ever want I will strip to the bone and just let you get on it girl

[Chorus: Repeats]

R&B Thug

length: 4:04
producer: R. Kelly
mixer: Tony Maserati
recording engineer: Ian Mereness and Abel Garibaldi
arranger: R. Kelly
additional engineer: Stan Wood, Jeff Vereb and Joey “The Don” Donatello
programming: Joey “The Don” Donatello and Andy Gallas
co mixer: R. Kelly
assistant mixer: David Swope
assistant programming: Dave Conner, Bill W. and James Lee
guitar: Greg Landfair
composer: R. Kelly
lyricist: R. Kelly
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ahh, ahh, ahh
Uhh, uhh, uhh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ahh, ahh, ahh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Mmm, mmm, mmm

In the Playa's Club
Checkin' at your body baby
Steadily tossin that cash flow baby
Cause you drive me crazy
Won't you be my lady?
Betcha I can make your body talk to me
(Talk to me)
All I need is my CD, bag of weed and some Cristie (yeah)
Then I'm gonna stroke you up and down
Messin' with your head
And when you leave up out my room
You'll be walkin' bow leg
I can keep your body comin' like a CTA
You're dealin with a true baller baby
Givin' you the keys to my Mercedes

I'm not gonna stop til' you scream my name
And say ooh Kelly you make me holla
Keep on jumpin' like an Impala
You slidin' that sexy ass down the pole like what
(What, what, what, what, what)
Come and get some of this
R&B thug baby

I'm just an R&B thug babe
Tryin' to get some ass babe
Do you wanna thug babe?
I'm just an R&B thug babe
Lookin' for some love babe
Do you wanna date babe

You're gonna trip, gonna trip
Gonna trip, gonna trip, gonna trip
When I show you my love jones babe
And make the room go black
Baby girl keep your body right there
I"m gonna sock it to you baby
I wanna hear you say yeah, yeah
NOw the sign of the knob says privacy
You and me
On the low, fruit bowls and whipped cream
We can get up on a fancy suite
Thugged out with some Hennessy
See, see, see
Lock your body up and throw away the key

I'm not gonna stop til' you scream my name
And say ooh Kelly you make me holla
Keep on jumpin' like an Impala
You slidin' that sexy ass down the pole like what
(What, what, what, what, what)
Come and get some of this
R&B thug baby

I'm just an R&B thug babe
Tryin' to get some ass babe
Do you wanna thug babe?
I'm just an R&B thug babe
Lookin' for some love babe
Do you wanna date babe

Now feel a knot down in my pants
While you breakin me off with a lap dance
Said it's getting me high, it's got me feelin' hazy
I'm goin around your body like a worldwide tour
I'll make yu say toot toot, beep beep
Pull up to my bumper baby

I'm not gonna stop til' you scream my name
And say ooh Kelly you make me holla
Keep on jumpin' like an Impala
You slidin' that sexy ass down the pole like what
(What, what, what, what, what)
Come and get some of this
R&B thug baby

I'm just an R&B thug babe
Tryin' to get some ass babe
Do you wanna thug babe?
I'm just an R&B thug babe
Lookin' for some love babe
Do you wanna date babe

I'm just an R&B thug babe
Tryin' to get some ass babe
Do you wanna thug babe?
I'm just an R&B thug babe
Lookin' for some love babe
Do you wanna date babe

Now if you're horny say
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Aah, aah, aah
And if you want it say
Uhh, uhh, uhh
Say yeah, yeah, yeah
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Aah, aah, aah
What?
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Huh
Mmm, mmm, mmm

Now if you're horny say
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Aah, aah, aah
Ladies if you want it say
Uhh, uhh, uhh
Say yeah, yeah, yeah
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Aah, aah, aah
What?
Yeah, yeah, yeah
What?
Mmm, mmm, mmm
Just an R&B thug baby

I'm just an R&B thug babe
Tryin' to get some ass babe
Do you wanna thug babe?
I'm just an R&B thug babe
Lookin' for some love babe
Do you wanna date babe

The Greatest Sex

length: 4:40
producer: R. Kelly
mixer: Peter Mokran
recording engineer: Ian Mereness and Abel Garibaldi
arranger: R. Kelly
additional engineer: Carl Robinson
programming: Abel Garibaldi and Ian Mereness
strings arranger: Paul Riser
co mixer: R. Kelly
assistant mixer: Bill Douglass and Ron Lowe
additional engineer assistant engineer: Glen Brown and Abel Garibaldi
assistant engineer additional engineer: James Lee
writer: R. Kelly, Christopher Henderson, Case
From beyond this bed of mine I see
Ceiling fans with you on top of me
And the window blinds are filled with rays of sun
And all you secret fantasies thy will be done (done)
And inside of your walls there will dwell a Capricorn
(that will feast your body all night)
If we keep this up then a love child will be born
All because
Of the greatest

[Chorus]
The greatest you
The greatest me
We have found the greatest chemistry
The greatest touch
The greatest kiss
What came to be is the greatest wish
The greatest show
The greatest song
The greatest words
The greatest all night long
Baby your love stays constantly on my mind
This is the best sex I've ever had

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 (in store)
Cause inside of your walls there will dwell a Capricorn
(that will feast your body all night)
And if we keep this up then a love child will be born
All because
Of the greatest

[Chorus: x3]

Something heaven has ordained for the sake of our love
Like a hand and glove we go together this love is forever oooh

This sex is so good I've got to break it down

I Don’t Mean It

length: 4:19
producer: R. Kelly
mixer: Peter Mokran
recording engineer: Abel Garibaldi and Ian Mereness
arranger: R. Kelly
bass: Donald Lyle
programming: Andy Gallas, Abel Garibaldi and Ian Mereness
co mixer: R. Kelly
assistant mixer: Tony Flores
assistant programming: Andy Gallas
additional keyboard: Kendall Nesbitt
guitar: Donald Lyle
composer: R. Kelly
lyricist: R. Kelly
Baby, oh baby
I know we had an argument and all
Oh babe
And I must have said some pretty foul **** but
I just want you to know that I ain't mean none of that
Baby, baby
None of it

Now I was supposed to be a man about it
Should of never left your side
No way, no how
Put too many years in this relationship
And it's not that serious for us to split
Now I admit sometimes I make mistakes
But still I appreciate the love we make
Stop at the door and put your bags back down
Now baby please can we work this out

Now I might say you can walk
(But I don't mean it)
And I might name call
(I don't mean it)
I may pull some silly stunts
But that's just a front, I don't mean it
(Now wait a minute hear me out)
Now I may holler at you
(I don't mean it)
And I may tell you we're through
(But I don't mean it, no, no)
May give you looks that can kill
(Can kill)
But it's not for real
(Not for real)
I don't mean it
(I don't mean it hey)

Now I was supposed to be more understanding
Instead of trying to be so damn demanding
Baby I'm willing to drop my ego
And do the things I should have done and more
See I know that I can be a better man
Girl all you gotta do is take my hand
Promise me this time
I'm goin all the way
And show you all the reasons why you stayed

Now I might say you can walk
(But I don't mean it, no, no)
And I might name call
(Girl I don't mean it)
I may pull some silly stunts
(Ooh yeah)
But that's just a front, I don't mean it
(Listen baby)
Now I may holler at you
(But I don't mean it)
And I may tell you we're through
(Girl you should know, I don't mean it)
May give you looks that can kill
But it's not for real
I don't mean it
(Come here girl)

See I never meant
To break you down
And make you cry, make you cry
Oh please baby please
Turn back around
Don't you say goodbye, say goodbye
Sometimes I know that
I can take it
Just a little bit too far
But yo my heart is good
Heart is good
So baby you don't have to worry
You're gonna see a change
Girl you know I love ya
Even though I may say

Now I might say you can walk
(I don't mean it)
And I might name call
(But I don't mean it)
I may pull some silly stunts
(Hey)
But that's just a front
(Hey, hey)
I don't mean it
(I don't mean it, I don't mean it)
Now I may holler at you
(When I'm hollerin' at you)
And I may tell you we're through
(I never mean it when I say we're through)
May give you looks that can kill
(Kill)
But it's not for real
(Real)
I don't mean it
(I don't mean it)

Now I might say you can walk
(I don't mean it)
And I might name call
(But I don't mean it)
I may pull some silly stunts
(Hey)
But that's just a front
(Hey, hey)
I don't mean it
(I don't mean it, I don't mean it)
Now I may holler at you
(When I'm hollerin' at you)
And I may tell you we're through
(I never mean it when I say we're through)
May give you looks that can kill
(Kill)
But it's not for real
(Real)
I don't mean it
(I don't mean it)

Now I might say you can walk
(I may say that you can walk but I don't)
And I might name call
(Girl I promise I don't mean it)
I may pull some silly stunts
(Silly stunts)
But that's just a front
(Just a front)
I don't mean it
(Thinkin' I'm cool but I'm a fool)
Now I may holler at you
(When I'm hollerin' at you)
And I may tell you we're through
(I never mean it when I say we're through)
May give you looks that can kill
(Kill)
But it's not for real
(Real)
I don't mean it
(I don't mean it)

Now I might say you can walk
(Girl I don't mean it, I don't mean it)
And I might name call
(I don't mean it, I don't mean it)
I may pull some silly stunts
(I don't mean it)
But that's just a front
(I don't mean it)
I don't mean it
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Now I may holler at you
And I may tell you we're through
May give you looks that can kill
But it's not for real
I don't mean it

Just Like That

length: 4:35
producer: R. Kelly
mixer: Peter Mokran
recording engineer: Ian Mereness, James Lee and Abel Garibaldi
arranger: R. Kelly
additional engineer: Carl Robinson
programming: Ian Mereness
strings arranger: Paul Riser
co mixer: R. Kelly
assistant mixer: John Nelson
additional engineer assistant engineer: Andy Gallas and Glen Brown
assistant engineer additional engineer: James Lee
guitar: Donald Lyle
composer: R. Kelly
lyricist: R. Kelly
Oh baby , If I could Explain the joy I feel

Oh If I could explain the joy I feel
All this love making is oh so real
Oh like winter time by the fireplace
Oh like trapped in walls and its no escape
Oh like a precious jewel with no price tag
Oh like waterfalls comin' down on me
Oh like tidal wave comin' from the sea
Oh like a favorite scene in a big movie

You wanna know how I feel just like that, just like that baby (Oh)
You wanna know how I feel just like that, just like that baby (If you wanna know)
You wanna know how I feel just like that, just like that baby (Oh just like)
You wanna know how I feel just like that, just like that baby

Oh like you and me makin' history baby
Oh like a 99th anniversary
Oh like a baby when it speaks its first words
Oh like an uplifting song the first time heard
Oh like a shelter when the storm gets ruff
Oh like a mountain top from the bottom up
Oh like an expensive suite at the best hotel
Oh like a work of art when its unveiled

You wanna know how I feel, just like that, just like that baby (like that )
You wanna know how I feel, just like that, just like that baby (oh oh oh oh oh, If you wanna know)
You wanna know how I feel, just like that, just like that baby (just like that yeah)
You wanna know how I feel, just like that, just like that (Oh)

Oh like a great blue sky's on a summer day
Oh like sitting close in a small cafe
Oh like making love to someone you love
Oh like breaking up then making up
Oh like a warm embrace when you come around
Oh like the sweetest words when your feeling down
Oh like lost inside of a mascaraed
Oh like a celebration in a big parade
Oh like a secret told to the one you trust
Oh like kissing you in a all white tux

You wanna know how I feel, just like that, just like that baby (If you wanna know)
You wanna know how I feel, just like that, just like that baby (Just like that, if you wanna know)
You wanna know how I feel, just like that, just like that baby (Just like that)
You wanna know how I feel, just like that, just like that

Like the moon, yeah when it glows at night,
And like the sun oh yeah when it shines real bright,
And just like the ocean when the well comes high,
Like an eagle when it soars in the sky

Like a Real Freak

length: 4:35
producer: R. Kelly
mixer: Tony Maserati
recording engineer: Abel Garibaldi, Ian Mereness and James Lee
arranger: R. Kelly
programming: Ian Mereness and Abel Garibaldi
co mixer: R. Kelly
assistant mixer: Cyrille Taillandier
assistant programming: James Lee and Abel Garibaldi
guitar: Donald Lyle
other vocals: General
writer: Jarrod Whitaker, R. Kelly
Yeah
You know
2000, TP, c'mon uh uh
C'mon yeah c'mon
Rock Land baby, c'mon
This is how we do it
Money, cash, cars, clothes (C'mon)
Money, cash, cars, clothes (C'mon)
Boys and girls, this is how we play
Boys and girls, this is how we play

I'm lovin' the way you put that thang on me (Yeah)
Like Fantasy Island you fulfill my dreams
You're making me want to spend my cash on you (Yeah)
'Cause can't nobody freak me like you do
You go

[Chorus: x2]
You go up and down
To the left, and the right
You go in and out
And work it like a real freak should

2000 6, drop top parked at my home
(At my home)
And I'll be hittin' that piece the whole night long
(All night long)
Girl your sex so good I just can't get enough
(I can't get enough)
Even though your friends say I'm a thug
You still go

[Chorus: x2]

Girl, run to your Internet and download me
(TP-2.com)
Get my computer love right off your screen (Yeah)
See, ya body's cut just like my jewelry
We can pop some Cris' in my jacuzzi
You'll be goin'

[Chorus: x2]

Now the valet may be full
But a cat like me got pull
VIP'n it at the club
While you be goin' up

[General]
Sex with me, not hard to see
Roll with a G, roll a tree
Soak the sheets, strokin' deep
Nah, y'all *****s can't **** with me
Tryin' to creep, blow the fleet
Working O.T., supposed to be
Hit it from the back, spank the cheeks
Pulled her hair, pushed it deep
Pound da meat, sound asleep
Found a beach, grind and freak
Manage a trois, roll with R.
Posed the part like a porno star
Doin' **** never done before
Get it all now, goin' on tour
Major League cats, goin' to war
Drop top 6, Bentley, Azure
Rock Land

[Chorus]

Fiesta

length: 3:17
producer: Precision and Poke and Tone
mixer: Rich Travali
recording engineer: Jeff Lane and Cheek
assistant mixer: Alex Dejonge
assistant recording engineer: Ron Lowe
other vocals: Boo & Gotti
writer: R. Kelly, Samuel Barnes, Larry Gates, Poke, Pavlo
Chilling in my four point six at the light
Bout to be VIP for the night
Shorty in the drop top V made a right
Pull up to her bumper baby, beeped twice
Jumped out the whip like I was the police
Didn't have a gun, but my wrist said freeze
Got Friday on a DVD
She's a baller and I'm a baller
What?

[Chorus]
To all my hot girls
Livin' fiesta
To all my hot boys
Livin' fiesta
To all my Chi town *****s
Fiesta
And all my uptown *****s
Fiesta
To all my players and my hustlers
Fiesta
And if you sittin' on them blades
Fiesta
To all my honeys in the club
Fiesta
And if you rollin' with a thug
Fiesta

We be off in the club sippin lot
Red eye deep in the club puffin' Lye
Strippers in the back of the club showing live
Soon as I get a buzz I'm showing out
House on top of the hill
Counting what?
Whose gonna buy the bar?
Got enough
Take the haters out in the back, rough 'em up
I'm a baller now where's my ballers?
What?

[Chorus]

We pop Cris on a daily base
Plus we got honeys all up in the place
Bout to wild out in a major way
So put your hands up if you made your pay
Add a little juice to the Tangaray
But let the ice show till the diamond fades
Rockland sittin' on Capitol Hill
Trackmaster make capital deals

[Gotti]
Now look at Gotti iced out with the blingy-bling
And a big body sittin' on them gleamy things
Now Rockland *****s know the means of cream
Kelly, R&B Thug and it sings to king
Got PJ *****s in caprime green
(Thugged out)
Hot chicks down to do anything
Cop them mo chicks
Cop mo bricks, pop mo Cris
Hey Kelly drop mo hits

[Boo]
What you know about them cats
That be spendin' the dough
Every day drink Henney and a bottle of Mo'
Ride whips, hittin' chicks
Blowin' twenties on drough
To the club thirty deep
Plenty of ice to show
Mami say she never rolled in a six before
(Fiesta)
Never seen a young cat this rich before
Yeah Kelly made the way for these *****s to blow
Thugged out, 2G, Rockland for sure

[Chorus]

Don’t You Say No

length: 4:07
producer: R. Kelly
mixer: Tony Maserati
recording engineer: Ian Mereness and Abel Garibaldi
arranger: R. Kelly
programming: Ian Mereness and Abel Garibaldi
co mixer: R. Kelly
assistant mixer: Bill Douglass and Ron Lowe
assistant programming: James Lee and Abel Garibaldi
guitar: Donald Lyle
composer: R. Kelly
lyricist: R. Kelly
Don't you say no tonight (ooh)
Don't you say no tonight (don't you say no baby)
Don't you say no tonight (don't say it)
Don't you say no tonight (no)

After cheesecake with all of your friends and family
Who's gonna front the bill? Me
Valet your gator at the club plus buy you drinks
Who gon' show you love? Me
Spend lots of money winin' and dinin' in expensive suites
Compliments of who? Me
Open doors, take you to the movies, treat you like a beauty queen
Now it's time to please me

Don't you say no tonight (don't)
Don't you say no tonight (don't you say no babe)
Don't you say no tonight
Don't you say no tonight (cause I'm ready to go)

Always dropping you off at the beauty shop
Who's gonna pick you up? Me
I be's there, ***** you can call on around the clock
Who gon' be that thug? Me
Took you shopping down in Cancun first class
Who gon' keep you frost? Me
Buying flowers, acting like we lovebirds
All I wanna hear right now is you saying the yes word

Don't you say no tonight (no)
Don't you say no tonight (don't you say no)
Don't you say no tonight (not tonight)
Don't you say no tonight (not when I'm ready to go)

Baby say the words I want hear
This can be kept between me and you
Baby give me something I can feel
I've waited long enough

Don't you say no tonight (don't say)
Don't you say no tonight (don't you say no baby)
Don't you say no tonight (not right now)
Don't you say no tonight (not tonight)

I been doing these things for you, now what you gon' do for me?
I ain't trying to spend no cash if you ain't spending that ***, no
I been doing these thing for you, now what you gon' do for me?
I ain't going down on you if you ain't going down on me, no
I been doing these things for you, now what you gon' do for me?
Say you wanna take first-class trips, well I wanna work those first-class hips, yes I do
I been doing these things for you, (yeah) now what you gon' do for me?
You wanna ride all in my truck, but you don't wanna let me **** you

Don't you say no tonight (Don't you say no)
Don't you say no tonight (Don't you say no)
Don't you say no tonight (Not tonight)
Don't you say no tonight (Not when I'm ready to go)

Don't you say no tonight (Don't you say)
Don't you say no tonight (Don't you say no tonight)
Don't you say no tonight (We're spending all of this time)
Don't you say no tonight (Watching these movies)

Don't you say no tonight (If we're not gonna bump and grind)
Don't you say no tonight (I'm gon' get some sleep)

The Real R. Kelly

length: 0:55
producer: R. Kelly
mixer: R. Kelly and Ian Mereness
recording engineer: Ian Mereness
arranger: R. Kelly
assistant mixer: Nick Monson
assistant recording engineer: Nick Monson
other vocals: R. Kelly, Davy, Big John, Tenn, Keith Jackson and Blackie
composer: R. Kelly
lyricist: R. Kelly
Damn all these ************s are here
(Yeah, Right)
But they don't know who The Real R. Kelly is
Okay, Now can the real R.Kelly please stand up?
Now that's what I'm talking about now.
Come on man.

One Me

length: 3:54
producer: R. Kelly
mixer: Tony Maserati
recording engineer: Ian Mereness
arranger: R. Kelly
programming: Ian Mereness
co mixer: R. Kelly
assistant mixer: Jim Bottari
assistant programming: Abel Garibaldi and Storm
additional keyboard: Kendall Nesbitt
guitar: Donald Lyle
composer: R. Kelly
lyricist: R. Kelly
[Chorus: x2]
There can only be one me(can't nobody can't nobody do your body like me)

I wanna make you moan
Do it all night long
Once I get you home
Baby girl it's on
I'm gonna kiss yo lips
Then I'm gonna raise yo slip
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
Listen babe,

[Chorus: x2]

I wanna show you love
From the bottom up
Once the light goes off
You can't get enough
I wanna be yo man
Not a one night stand
And if you take my hand
I bet 1 hundred grand
I'm a winner? I'm a winner? I'm a winner?
I'm a winner in bed, yes I am
Go to dinner? go to dinner? go to dinner?
And the dinner in bed, there can only be?-

[Chorus: x2]

Girl open your dictionary look under love
And your gonna see my face
Come to bed right now lets cover up
Nothin' but sweat comin' between us in this place

[Chorus: x2]

Do ya wanna be, do ya wanna be, do ya wanna be, do ya wanna be?-
Wanna be with me tonight
Do ya wanna see, do ya wanna see, do ya wanna see, do ya wanna see?-
How I'm gonna do yo body right
Do ya wanna go, do ya wanna go, do ya wanna go, do ya wanna go?-
Go on a 12 play ride
You'll be goin' all out
Like a prom night
And you won't make it home
Cause you realize

[Chorus: x8]

I Wish

length: 5:34
producer: R. Kelly
mixer: Tony Maserati
recording engineer: Stan Wood, Abel Garibaldi, Andy Gallas, Ian Mereness and James Lee
arranger: R. Kelly
additional engineer: Carl Robinson
programming: Ian Mereness and Stan Wood
choir vocals: Cheryl Wilson, Yvonne Gage, Simbryt Whittington, Matthew Robinson, Jeff Morrow, Joan Collaso, Paul Mabin, Leah Robinson, Joseph Morrow, Jessica Janis, Rachel Robinson and Amber Morrow
strings arranger: Paul Riser
co mixer: R. Kelly
assistant mixer: Jim Bottari
assistant engineer additional engineer: Andy Gallas
additional engineer assistant engineer: James Lee, Abel Garibaldi and Glen Brown
guitar: Greg Landfair and Donald Lyle
composer: R. Kelly
lyricist: R. Kelly
Yo', what up, my *****
You know I was in the hood
I just thought I'd stop by
Holler at you for a minute
Pour out a little liquor or some'in'

*****, we done been through a lot of **** together
From runnin' these streets to bein' down for whatever
And now that you're gone I got a whole lot of **** to tell you
Things I should've said way back when we was younger

Remember when we used to roll hand in hand
And now I'm trippin' on how I really miss you, man
And remember when you and me would say
We'd get up out this hood and everything would be okay

It's all good now (My *****)
We out the hood now (Mmm)
We had the same ideas, but not the same careers
We shared the same old laugh, and now the same tears

You were my homie, my sconey, my Roni
My ***** and never placed no ***** before me
Man, I sear to God I love for that ****
Why'd you have to get hit
Where was I, what time was it

You were supposed to get older with me
On stage, hands on shoulders with me
Coppin' them Range Rovers with me
Sittin' on thangs and smokin' trees

And if it wasn't for the will that God had made
I'd turn back the hands of time and take your place
Sittin' here sippin' on this Hennessy
Just thinkin' about how much you meant to me (My n***)

Even when you're gone you will always be my *****
When you went home I'm still missin' you, my *****
I'm feelin' like the timing was wrong, my *****
I know you're smilin' down sayin' carry on, my *****

Some times my nights can get long, my *****
Some times I feel God did me wrong, my *****
So I had to write a song, my *****
Just to let you know that you're still my *****

I wish, I wish, I wish (Oh, I)
I wish, I wish, I wish

Little son is lookin' at me like, "Where is my daddy?"
And your thirteen-year old daughter is mad because she understands
Promised your mama I'd take care of the family
But she's so hurt, she turns away my helpin' hands

Damn, I wish your a** was here, my *****
To grow that gray beard and smoke that cigar, my *****
And we would talk about you gettin' up out this game
And you would tell me how it keeps callin' your name

(We used to ride-ride-ride)
Never afraid to (Die-die-die)
But some times we (Cry-cry-cry)
Askin' the Lord (Why-why-why)
They're tearin' down these projects

We were homies for like 20 thug years
Sat in church and cried the same thug tears
You remember when Vibe World Premier
How we used to share the same old gear

And remember when you and me would say
We'd get up out this hood and everything would be okay

(It's all good now) My *****
We out the hood now
It's so easy for folks to say, "Rob, just live on"
When I'm dyin' every second that you're gone
Nevertheless I try my best to be strong
Hopin' you said your prayers before you went on home

When we stood on these blocks and just shot the breeze
We'd slapbox dead in the middle of streets
And if a fight broke out, you would take up for me
You're all I have left of these ghetto memories

I wish, I wish, I wish (Oh, I)
I wish, I wish, I wish

Uh, uh, yo' dog, I can't explain how I miss you
We stayed together, coppin' cane, poppin' pistols
I miss you most
Puttin' the doo rag over your bean head
Even out the hood on the scene you brag (Whoa)
Comin' up off the fiends for bags
Runnin' up out the cleaners, drag
You was the closest ***** I had
Look how we stayed aces
Hustled, made big faces
I wish we could trade places
**** givin' you ice, I'd rather give you life
And the things that I had, I'd give you twice (Oh,
Yeah)

So what the deal, my *****, I know you holdin' it down
If you could see me you would say I'm talkin' soft right now
But it's hard for me to see when I'mma see you again
And I know it's ****ed up, I gotta talk through this pen
But you'd died for the love of the dough
The love of the block, sixteen you was runnin' the spot
Boy, your mama used to hate how we stood on the curb
Hangin' with wild thug *****s, smokin' the herb (Mmm,hmm, hmm)
I'm gonna keep pourin' this liquor and that's my word
This here is for *****s that be flippin' them birds
(Oh)
Word up!

Even though you know you will always be my *****
(Whoa...whoa...oh...oh..)
Even though you're gone you will also be my *****
I'm feelin' like the time when I'm high, my *****

I'm feelin' like time
I'm strung out, sayin', "Radio, please don't take the ***** out this song
Let it play on, go on, on
So I had to write this song, my *****
Just to let you know that you're still my *****

A Woman’s Threat

length: 5:56
producer: R. Kelly
mixer: Tony Maserati
recording engineer: Andy Gallas, James Lee, Abel Garibaldi, Stan Wood and Ian Mereness
arranger: R. Kelly
additional engineer: Carl Robinson
programming: Ian Mereness and Stan Wood
strings arranger: Paul Riser
co mixer: R. Kelly
assistant mixer: Dave Swope
assistant engineer additional engineer: Abel Garibaldi and James Lee
additional engineer assistant engineer: Glen Brown
composer: R. Kelly
lyricist: R. Kelly
My time, my patience, my love
My blood, my sweat, my tears
My burdens, my drama, my pain
My car, my money, my home
My ups, my downs, my fears
And my hours, my work, my strength
My fault, my this, my that
***** please

[Chorus]
If you don't stop
(This is a warning)
Someone's gonna lay in your bed
(This is a warning)
And someone's gonna eat your food
(This is a warning)
And someone's gonna wear your clothes
(This is a warning)
And someone's gonna fit your shoes
(This is a warning)
And someone's gonna get your keys
(This is a warning)
And someone's gonna open your doors
(This is a warning)
Someone's gonna get your check
(This is a warning)
This is a woman's threat
Baby, this is a woman's threat

My shakin', my sleep, my stress
My days, my night, my rest
My do's, my don'ts, my dares
And my church, my pastor, my prayers
My all, my faith, my powers
And my kitchen, my sink, my towels
My joy, my sad, my hate
And my sister, my cousin, my friends
My lights, my gas, my bills
My role, my way, my will
My hollerin', my fussin', my fights
***** please

[Chorus]

My future, my hopes, my dreams
My panties, my socks, my things
My flowers, my dress, my ring
My man, my lover, my king
My live, my chance, my fault
And my guts, my courage, my wounds
My fence, my neighbors, my yard
My chains, my lock, my guards
My win, my lose, my gain
And my credit, my card, my name
Myself, my freedom, my roof
***** please

[Chorus]

Listen
(Whoa, whoa)
Have you ever heard the story
About the three little bears
See they papa was gone
For a long, long, long, long time
When he returned
To his sweet little home
He had come to find
That all of his porridge was gone

[Chorus]

I Decided

length: 4:13
producer: R. Kelly
mixer: Peter Mokran
recording engineer: Ian Mereness and Abel Garibaldi
arranger: R. Kelly
programming: Ian Mereness
co mixer: R. Kelly
assistant mixer: Tony Flores
assistant programming: Andy Gallas and Nick Monson
guitar: Donald Lyle
composer: R. Kelly
lyricist: R. Kelly
[Chorus]
I decided to stay home tonight
I decided I'ma treat you right
I decided to be there for you
Decided to be on my P's and Q's
I decided to give up my friends
Decided I'ma take you out weekends
Decided to give you a reason to trust
These are decisions that I make for love

Enough is enough no more running around
(Searchin' for what's right here at home)
Because my luck is 'bout to turn around
(And I just can't keep doin' you wrong)
Girl I take it for granted that you will be here always
(Tired of this ego trip)
'Cause soon you'll be searchin' for another man
And I just can't have that happen to me

[Chorus]


Now I've had about all that I can stand no more
(I'm turnin' in my playa's card)
See I'm retirin' from the secret life I chose
(Cause I just can't keep breakin' your heart)
It was silly of me to be the way that I was
(First was blind, but now I see)
Baby, soon you'll be sayin' I'm fallin' out of love
And I just can't let it happen whoa whoa I

[Chorus]

[Bridge]
When tha morning comes, you see the sun will shine on you and me
Was on my way to losin' you, until' I found reality
So cast away your doubts and fears, cause from now on I'll be right here
For always
Forever more, I decided

[Chorus]

[Bridge]

Girl I'm going to dump my friends
Yes I will
Truly I will
We are going to be together on the weekend
Whoa, whoa
See these are the decisions I made for love
For the two of us
Get up off this bull and rebuild your trust
Yeah, yeah, oh no, whoa
There will be
No more cheatin'
No more creepin'
No more ****in'
No more sneakin'

I Mean (I Don’t Mean It)

length: 3:25
producer: R. Kelly
mixer: R. Kelly and Ian Mereness
recording engineer: Abel Garibaldi and Ian Mereness
arranger: R. Kelly
bass: Donald Lyle
programming: Ian Mereness
assistant mixer: Andy Gallas
assistant programming: Andy Gallas
guitar: Donald Lyle
composer: R. Kelly
lyricist: R. Kelly
Yeah, like I was saying
I ain't, ya know what
I'm not tryin' to say things to hurt you
You know what I'm saying
I don't wanna hurt you, baby
Just sometimes you do things
That push me to say things I don't wanna say
You know what I'm saying?
You know I love you
You know I care about you
This time, you just brought it on yourself
Yo, check it out

Now I shoulda been more man
About the way things went down
Especially since we been dealin'
For like seven years now
I've been slowly, slowly bringing you down
No conversation, no good sex in a while
But still you search and find a way
To love me somehow
Even though I ride, you still trust me somehow
Got my faces, some ice and a tie
Slowly, slowly, slowly, slowly goin' down

(I don't mean it) When I hollar at you
(I don't mean it) When I say that we're through
(I don't mean it) What I'm takin' you through
(I don't mean it) Baby
(I don't mean it) Said I'm sorry
(I don't mean it) Can you find a way to forgive me
(I don't mean it) Said I went to church this morning
(I don't mean it) I don't mean it

Running around here talking about
How I'm a big player now
Hidden in corners, blinging out our share
Kelly makin' hits now
Thinking about this industry
And how I put it out
You were there for me
When I used dish rags for ties
There's times that I didn't hear you
I was talkin' too loud
When I didn't come home
I was hanging with the crowd
Whenever we fight I try to win every round
Can you find a way to forgive me now

(I don't mean it) Cuz I don't mean it
(I don't mean it) When I hollar at you
(I don't mean it) Whenever I say we're through
(I don't mean it) Whoa
(I don't mean it) Can you find a way to forgive
(I don't mean it) Ooh baby, I
(I don't mean it) I went to church this mornin'
(I don't mean it) Ooh I don't mean it

[R.] Father, can you help me?
[Priest]What do you need from me?
[R.] I broke up with my girl and I'm feelin' kinda lonely
[Priest]I been watching you from Heaven, Kelly
You been so demanding
You need to read my word, son
And get some understanding
[R.] But I been busy with my music
[Priest]Stop making excuses
Recognize the love she gives
And try not to abuse it
[R.] Is it too late to get her back?
[Priest]Not as long as I'm a fact
[R.] Well father, show me a sign
That will make her mine

(I don't mean it) I don't mean it
(I don't mean it) Whenever I say we're through
(I don't mean it) Or whenever I hollar at you
(I don't mean it) Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
(I don't mean it) Ooh baby, ooh baby
(I don't mean it) See what was straight is now stone
(I don't mean it) Because I took you for granted, oh
(I don't mean it) Whoa
(I don't mean it) Whoa you should know I don't mean it
(I don't mean it) I put it on my life
(I don't mean it) Believe me I pay the price
(I don't mean it) When I was down and out
(I don't mean it) You reached out your hand
(I don't mean it) I've learned it takes a good woman
(I don't mean it) To raise a man
(I don't mean it) Oh, I love you baby
(I don't mean it) Oh oh oh I love you baby

I Wish – Remix (To the Homies That We Lost)

length: 5:18
producer: R. Kelly
mixer: Tony Maserati
recording engineer: Ian Mereness
arranger: R. Kelly
additional engineer: Carl Robinson
programming: Ian Mereness
strings arranger: R. Kelly and Paul Riser
co mixer: R. Kelly
assistant mixer: Flip Osman
assistant engineer additional engineer: Andy Gallas
additional engineer assistant engineer: Glen Brown
additional keyboard: Kendall Nesbitt
guitar: Donald Lyle
other vocals: Boo & Gotti
composer: R. Kelly
lyricist: R. Kelly

All I Really Want

producer: R. Kelly
mixer: Tony Maserati
recording engineer: Ian Mereness and Abel Garibaldi
arranger: R. Kelly
programming: Ian Mereness
co mixer: R. Kelly
assistant mixer: Dave Swope
assistant programming: James Lee
guitar: Donald Lyle
composer: R. Kelly
lyricist: R. Kelly
Baby, we been knowing each other for a long,
long time for somethin' like this to just go and break up everything.

Here we are, just sittin' here
Knowin' we're all alone
My Rolley's lookin' at me
Sayin' it's time to get it on
You know what I want
And baby, I know what you need
So stop hesitatin', girl
And give your love to me.

[Chorus]
All I really want is to love you, babe
Make your body feel like heaven, babe
I just wanna satisfy ya, babe
That's all I want, that's all I want
I just wanna give ya somethin', babe
Just wanna keep it comin', babe
I just wanna make you happy, babe
That's all I want, that's all I want.

Though the fireplace is burnin' marshmallows just right
To who it may concern
You won't be comin' home tonight
Body parts that he DON'T kiss
Girl, I will kiss for you
Just put this CD on the repeat
And let me pamper you.

[Chorus]

Now the swimmin' pool's out back
Come on and skinny dip, baby
Eat breakfast in the morning
That'll be complements of me
In the middle of the night
There's no need for morning here
So hold your pillow tight
Cause I wanna do it again and again.

[Chorus]

(Til the sun comes up)
Baby, we'll be makin' love
(And when the sun goes down)
Still we won't have enough
Take this love to you
I will take care of all you need
Baby, lets asure
I just wanna set you free, free.

[Chorus: Repeats]

Feelin’ on Yo Booty

length: 4:06
producer: R. Kelly
mixer: Peter Mokran
recording engineer: Abel Garibaldi and Ian Mereness
arranger: R. Kelly
programming: Ian Mereness
co mixer: R. Kelly
assistant mixer: Bill Douglass and Ron Lowe
assistant programming: James Lee and Abel Garibaldi
composer: R. Kelly
lyricist: R. Kelly
[Chorus]
This is my song for real no doubt
See the DJ is making me feel thugged out
As I walk you to dance floor
We begin to dance slow
You put your arms around me
I'm feeling on yo booty

Hey pretty mama how you doing
Said I'm just in town for the weekend
Looking for a lil' trouble to get into
Baby tell me what ya drinking and I got you

Players want to play,
Ballers want to ball,
Rollers want to roll,
But I'm taking all, after I dance

[Chorus: x2]

Now yo body got me feeling like spending
With a backroom I could come to live in
And yo hair weave's looking kinda pretty (pretty)
The way you back up on me baby Lord have mercy!

Players want to play,
Ballers want to ball (Ballers want to ball)
Rollers want to roll,
But I'm taking all, after I dance (yeah, whoa)

[Chorus: x2]

If it's yo birthday, then put yo hands up
You want to get drunk, then put yo hands up
And if you got some cash, put yo hands up
And your own job, put yo hands up (Players want to play)

Players want to play
Ballers want to ball (Ballers want to ball)
Rollers want to roll (Feel so good, say it again)

Players want to play,
Ballers want to ball (oh)
Rollers want to roll
But I'm taking all, after I dance (oh yeah)

[Chorus]

This is my song for real no doubt
See the DJ is making me feel thugged out (Feeling thugged out)
As I walk you t the dance floor (Walk you to the dance floor)
We begin to dance slow (We begin to dance slow)
You put yo arms around me (Put yo arms around me)
I'm feelin on yo booty (Feelin on yo booty! Yes, I am!
And I hope you like it girl)

This is my song for real no doubt
See the DJ is making me feel (And I hope you like girl) thugged out
As I walk you to the dance (Walk you to the dance) floor
We begin to dance (We begin to dance) slow
You put yo arms around (Put yo arms around) me
I'm feeling on yo booty

Feelin' on yo booty,
Yo booty, booty,
Yo boo

Feelin' on yo booty,
Yo booty, booty,
Yo booty
Booty, booty,
Booty

The Storm Is Over Now

length: 4:33
producer: R. Kelly
performer: Simbryt Whittington
mixer: Peter Mokran
recording engineer: Andy Gallas, Ian Mereness and Abel Garibaldi
arranger: R. Kelly
bass: Donald Lyle
additional engineer: Carl Robinson
programming: Abel Garibaldi and Ian Mereness
choir vocals: Johnny Rutledge, Paul Mabin, Jeff Morrow, Joan Collaso, Dee Alexander, Yvonne Gage and Felicia Coleman‐Evans
strings arranger: Paul Riser
co mixer: R. Kelly
assistant mixer: Tony Flores
additional engineer assistant engineer: Glen Brown
assistant engineer additional engineer: Andy Gallas
additional keyboard: Kendall Nesbitt
guitar: Donald Lyle
composer: R. Kelly
lyricist: R. Kelly
I was in a tunnel
And couldn't see the light
And whenever I'd look up
I couldn't see the sky
Sometimes when I'm standin'
It seems like I done walked for miles
And my heart could be cryin'
Dead in the middle of a smile

But then I climbed the hills
And saw the mountains
I hollered help 'cause I was lost
Then I felt the strong wind
Heard a small voice sayin'

The storm is over
(The storm is over now)
And I can see the sunshine
(Somewhere beyond the clouds)
I feel Heaven, yeah
(Heaven is over me)
Come on and set me free, whoa

Now in the midst of my battle
All hope was gone
Downtown in a rushed crowd
And felt all alone
And every now and then
I felt like I would lose my mind
I've been racin' for years
And still no finish line, oh

But then I climbed the hills
And saw the mountains (Mountains)
I hollered help 'cause I was lost
Then I felt the strong wind
And then a small voice sayin'

The storm is over
(The storm is over now)
And I can see the sunshine
(Somewhere beyond the clouds)
I can feel Heaven, yeah
(Heaven is over me)

Come on and set me free

Somehow my beginning stepped right in (Right in)
Then faith became my friend (My friend)
And now I can depend
On the voices of the wind
When it's sayin' (Sayin')

The storm is over
(The storm is over now)
And I can see the sunshine
(Somewhere beyond the clouds)
I can feel Heaven, yeah
(Heaven is over me)

Won't you come and set me free
Won't you set me free

The storm is over
(The storm is over now)
And I can see the sunshine
(Somewhere beyond the clouds)
I can feel Heaven, yeah
(Heaven is over me)
Won't you come and set me free

[Ad lib until fade]