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Somebodys Girl - Lyrics by R Kelly


Lyrics
{J} The sixty second assassin
{R} \r
TrackMastahhhhhhhhhs
{J} Turn that music up!
{R} \r
Rocklaaaaaaaaand
{R} Hovahhhhhhhhh
{J} Woo! Yes, yes

{R. \r
Kelly + (Jay-Z)}
Somebody's girl is at this party (woo!)
Shakin that \r
ass to this (uh-huh)
Somebody's girl is at this party (woo!)
Drink \r
that glass of Cris' (that's right)
Somebody's girl is at this party \r
(uh)
Sittin in V.I.P.
Somebody's girl (yeah) is at this party \r
(that's right)
And she's comin home with me

{Jay-Z}
Ummmmmm.. \r
I don't mean no harm
But your boy young Hov' got a mean ol' arm
Got \r
all the young ladies wanna lean on him
And I don't turn them away, I'm \r
like - bring them on
Now - where's her man is not my concern
It's \r
not what I'm worried about, I'm just tryin to hurry her out
Clear her \r
whole area out
And bring this whole party little nearer to my \r
house
Now - where's her spouse? I don't know
So, I don't ask, I \r
don't probe
I just - get in 6, get out on Rov'
Let her, sip on \r
Cris', go out on tours
Now - back at the lab, I'm actin bad
Cause \r
the, pool is warm, a booze is on
Just a - select few, the fools are \r
gone
It's slow jams and the grooves is on, groove on

{Chorus: R. \r
Kelly}
Somebody's girl is at this party
Shakin that ass to \r
this
Somebody's girl is at this party
Drink that glass of \r
Cris'
Somebody's girl is at this party
Sittin in \r
V.I.P.
Somebody's girl is at this party
And she's comin home with \r
me

{Jay-Z}
Uhh, is it my fault they call me young heat \r
rock
Hardhead, go through walls like sheet rock
And she's comin with \r
me, when the beat stop
When the party is done, I party with hon
Now \r
- is it my fault you neglect your broad
and she wanna party with me, no \r
ex at all?
No ex-boyfriend, no ex involved
Just the highway exit \r
that we exit off
And I - fall back, I let her talk
I inquire \r
sometime, I admire her mind
I - like her wit, I'm lovin her \r
shoes
I'm a alternative rap, I'm playin the blues
I'm a thorough \r
street nigga never breakin the rules
And her man's shortcomin is turnin \r
me into somethin
that of which she has never seen
So she wanna \r
crossover where the grass is green, \r
knahmean?

\r
::Chorus::


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