Fairytale
Rod . . . Da God
I Just Wanna Let You Know I Miss You, Nah Forreal
Look, Ya
I Hope That This Ain't A Fairytale
I Wanna Lick On Your Mufuckin' Skin
Cus That Shit Be Tastin' Like Caramel
Life Without You Been Feeling Kinda Strange
Well I See That You Doin Very Well, Ha
You Lookin Very Well
I Miss The Way Your Perfume Smell
I Miss The Way That You Blowed Up My Line
Just To Make Sure That I'm Feeling Well
I Miss The Way You Look In My Eyes
And I Swear I'm Gettin' Back Witchu Girl
Keep On Talkin Bout My Chick On The Side
She Ain't Fuckin Witchu Girl
Tell Yo Friends That They Can Be Quiet
Me And You Against The World x2
Ion Give A Fuck Bout No Side Chick
R . Kelly Ain't Trapped In The Closet
Girl You Got Me High Like A Pilot
I Make Nothing But Deposits
Nigga Played And He In Trouble
I Need My Money On The Double
Gone Pop That Pussy Like A Bubble
She Diggin Me Just Like A Shovel
I Know You Remember Them Nights
When We Used To Fall Asleep All On The Fuckin Phone
I Know You Remember Them Times
When I Hit It Right Soon As We Got Fuckin Home
And Although That Shit Wasn't Right
Talking To Hoes And Doing You Fuckin Wrong
Now I'm On My Fuckin Own
Shit I'm On My Fuckin Own
Huh . . . I'm On My Fuckin Own You Know
It's The God . . . Nah Forreal . . . Time To Wake The City Up . . . Look
She Keep On Calling Me Physco
Her Mama Was There I Couldn't Hit Through The Front
So I Had To Sneak Through The Side Door
I Really Hate That I Broke Yo Lil Heart
Didn't Really Think You Would Cry Though
We Break Up Then Make Up Then Break Up Again
Shit It Was A Good Try Though
But Shit It's Good Bye Hoe
It Ain't No Mufuckin' Secret
Breakin My Heart Up In Pieces
I Know The Game I Should Teach It
Cause These Niggas Hate For No Mufuckin' Reason
Yeah Believe It
Whenever You Go I Hate To See You Leavin
Got Me Regretting And Grieving
I Like To Take My Time And Beat Up The Pussy
Don't Give A Fuck If My Phone Keep On Ringin
Damn
(Hook)
I Hope That This Ain't A Fairytale
I Wanna Lick On Your Mufuckin' Skin
Cus That Shit Be Tastin' Like Caramel
Life Without You Been Feeling Kinda Strange
Well I See That You Doin Very Well, Ha
You Lookin Very Will
I Miss The Way Your Perfume Smell
I Miss The Way That You Blowed Up My Line
Just To Make Sure That I'm Feeling Well
I Miss The Way You Look In My Eyes
And I Swear I'm Gettin' Back Witchu Girl
Keep On Talkin Bout My Chick On The Side
She Ain't Fuckin Witchu Girl
Tell Yo Friends That They Can Be Quiet
Me And You Against The World x 2
I Just Wanna Let You Know I Miss You, Nah Forreal
Look, Ya
I Hope That This Ain't A Fairytale
I Wanna Lick On Your Mufuckin' Skin
Cus That Shit Be Tastin' Like Caramel
Life Without You Been Feeling Kinda Strange
Well I See That You Doin Very Well, Ha
You Lookin Very Well
I Miss The Way Your Perfume Smell
I Miss The Way That You Blowed Up My Line
Just To Make Sure That I'm Feeling Well
I Miss The Way You Look In My Eyes
And I Swear I'm Gettin' Back Witchu Girl
Keep On Talkin Bout My Chick On The Side
She Ain't Fuckin Witchu Girl
Tell Yo Friends That They Can Be Quiet
Me And You Against The World x2
Ion Give A Fuck Bout No Side Chick
R . Kelly Ain't Trapped In The Closet
Girl You Got Me High Like A Pilot
I Make Nothing But Deposits
Nigga Played And He In Trouble
I Need My Money On The Double
Gone Pop That Pussy Like A Bubble
She Diggin Me Just Like A Shovel
I Know You Remember Them Nights
When We Used To Fall Asleep All On The Fuckin Phone
I Know You Remember Them Times
When I Hit It Right Soon As We Got Fuckin Home
And Although That Shit Wasn't Right
Talking To Hoes And Doing You Fuckin Wrong
Now I'm On My Fuckin Own
Shit I'm On My Fuckin Own
Huh . . . I'm On My Fuckin Own You Know
It's The God . . . Nah Forreal . . . Time To Wake The City Up . . . Look
She Keep On Calling Me Physco
Her Mama Was There I Couldn't Hit Through The Front
So I Had To Sneak Through The Side Door
I Really Hate That I Broke Yo Lil Heart
Didn't Really Think You Would Cry Though
We Break Up Then Make Up Then Break Up Again
Shit It Was A Good Try Though
But Shit It's Good Bye Hoe
It Ain't No Mufuckin' Secret
Breakin My Heart Up In Pieces
I Know The Game I Should Teach It
Cause These Niggas Hate For No Mufuckin' Reason
Yeah Believe It
Whenever You Go I Hate To See You Leavin
Got Me Regretting And Grieving
I Like To Take My Time And Beat Up The Pussy
Don't Give A Fuck If My Phone Keep On Ringin
Damn
(Hook)
I Hope That This Ain't A Fairytale
I Wanna Lick On Your Mufuckin' Skin
Cus That Shit Be Tastin' Like Caramel
Life Without You Been Feeling Kinda Strange
Well I See That You Doin Very Well, Ha
You Lookin Very Will
I Miss The Way Your Perfume Smell
I Miss The Way That You Blowed Up My Line
Just To Make Sure That I'm Feeling Well
I Miss The Way You Look In My Eyes
And I Swear I'm Gettin' Back Witchu Girl
Keep On Talkin Bout My Chick On The Side
She Ain't Fuckin Witchu Girl
Tell Yo Friends That They Can Be Quiet
Me And You Against The World x 2
Credits
Writer(s): Unknown Writer, Autumn Rowe
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