Mi Casa Lyrics
[intro]
new york and chi!
perfect combination,
kels, biggie
[R.Kelly]
uh-huh-huh-oh
oh-o, (ho!) huh-huh-oh huh-oh
[big verse 1]
you see i don't sweat these hos
i keep em in flavors like timbos
injure bowls, bitches like to play the merry-go
(yeah we know, drop the scenario)
it was me, d, the mpb,
the blunts and brew thang, knockin some wu-tang,
M - E - T - H - oh, shit!
look at them lips and them hips on that bitch (girl!)
we hit the dip, so i could drop my mackadocious shit
light the blunt, flick, and recognize a pimp,
needless to speak the g's obsolete
don't sleep, bang the skins in the week
on the creep, up the avenue
i seen her on the block who she rappin to?
thats my nigga d, damn he got g,
now she fuckin him and fuckin me, see?
[R. Kelly - chorus]
mi casa, you casa (oh!)
i aint lookin for no wife, i just wanna give dick to ya (oh!)
hit the club, drink dance all night with ya
hit the pussy good am i doin a thang for ya?
girl show me how you work that thing (whoa-oh!)
you make a mafuckin thug wanna sing (whoa-oh!)
baby baby, can't you see (woah)
we gone fuck until 6 in the morning (woah)
[big - verse 2]
now i play her far, like a moon play a star,
she still sweat me hard cuz i'm a rap star
i be cruisin up the block i be passin her
pimpin hard with the female passenger
and the only time i call her to hang
is when me and d, blunted up, pissy schemin on a gangbang
she should used the intuition,
then she wouldnt be classified in that position
listen, she saying i dissed her cuz im fuckin her sister
a message to the fellas that really gets em pissed, uh!
but she started that fuckin family, she fucked my man d,
so why she mad at me?, plus you sister looked betta than you
give head better than you, pussy get wetta than you
so, break the fuck out like a rash,
i'm glad i aint spend no cash to hit yo nasty ass
[Charlie Wilson - bridge]
redbones, slilettos, dukies
hip-huggers to show off your booty
i'm hangin with the best of them, sleep
if you wanna, i'm a veteran
when i show up to the club its vip
i'm dancin in the club if its big
i'm not lookin to find a wife
just someone to make a friend o mine
[chorus]
[r. kelly - verse 3]
i roll up on black impala
i'm so high when i walk in the club
i, i see this chick that used to get the dick
now she freakin on the floor, make a nigga reminisce
i, want her back in my ride, want her back in my ride
but i dont want no girlfriend
see i just wanna hit it and we can be cool
we can do this, if you feelin the same way too
come on girl, lets go to my hotel
have a party all night in my hotel
pop mo, smoke dro in my hotel
in twenty minutes girl hit me on my cell
[chorus]
