R. Kelly - Who's That (feat. Fat Joe) [Edited] Lyrics
[woman speaking spanish][Adlibs - Fat Joe & R. Kelly:] What? Keep going baby![woman continue speaking spanish][Adlibs - Fat Joe:] Whoo! Whoo! Terror Squad! Uh, uh-huhRockland! Joe Crack, the R[verse 1 - R. Kelly:]Sitting at the bar with mamaShorty tryin to bring da dramaBut she cannot phase a playaCuz this pimp is a moneymakerMeetings from Shawtown to LAYo I came to get down at this partyI got my eyes on Keesha and Shante'Rolling it like this track was raggae[pre - hook:]I roll thru the hottest club!With about a hundred thugs!Get about a thousand bucksFor chicks who wanna roll on dubs[chorus - R. Kelly:]Yo, whose that in the jeep (some mami's)Whose that off up in the truck (my n***az)Yo what ya'll doin' tonight (we thuggin')Yo what's off up in that cup (some liquior)Well, I'm rollin' with ya'll (we'll let's go)Shorty where's the alcohol (right here)Now lemme hit that pace (for shizzle)Shorty can we make our day[verse 2 - R. Kelly:]Here, take a brodda to a pool partyRight off up at Miami!Ten g's for the best bikiniLooking for the biggest bootyShe got the crowd goin crazyCuz this track here is so amazingYo we with a little (whoo!) life lookin hazyStill you R&B cats can't phase me[chorus - R. Kelly w/Fat Joe adlibs in background:]Yo, whose that in the jeep (some mami's)Whose that off up in the truck (my n***az)Yo what ya'll doin' tonight (we thuggin')Yo what's off up in that cup (some liquior)Well, I'm rollin' with ya'll (we'll let's go)Shorty where's the alcohol (right here)Now lemme hit that pace (for shizzle)Shorty can we make our day[break - R.Kelly:]Yo, yo, yo, yoI'm driving a fast car, jump to the third laneMami in passenger, spilling the champagneWe stop at a red light, she driving me insaneYo we fiending like the **** was ****Stop playin girl the way ya shake a fatty backSo sexy the way you telling daddy thatTurn that a** around and lemme patty thatGot me saying man I'm tryna marry that[Rap - Fat Joe:]Oh no! They did it again (who?!)Rob and Joe they slip with ten (what?)Damuses, wamuses, big Bahamas'sAll kind of missisDon't matter ya ma missesWhat's love got to do with ****in' thereEveryday a new group of chicks thereWe headed to the islands, the games is lifeWhere the fame isShorty almost died when we came thereGirl I know you diggin the ditty dopThis my world come thruThe whole city stopLooks like ice but actually it's really notDamos, blandes, no lies around me5000 thou we low on the time pieceIn the south bronx where you can find meNever mind meThat's is how we ballI'm rollin with yallNow tell me shorty where's the alcohol[chorus - R. Kelly w/Fat Joe adlibs in background:]Yo, whose that in the jeep (some mami's)Whose that off up in the truck (my n***az)Yo what ya'll doin' tonight (we thuggin')Yo what's off up in that cup (some liquior)Well, I'm rollin' with ya'll (we'll let's go)Shorty where's the alcohol (right here)Now lemme hit that pace (for shizzle)Shorty can we make our day[outro - Fat Joe:]C'mon!Make em bounce baby!Uh, yeah!Uh (Keep goin baby!)That junk funky sticky, whoo-whee!HahhahhhahaahUh! The R Joe Crack the don
