Hell Yeah (remix) Lyrics

Hell Yeah (remix) lyrics

[R. Kelly]

 Whoo

 It's the remix

 

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 It's the remix

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 It's the remix

 Whooo

 

 [R. Kelly]

 Chitty chitty bang bang boom like a pow

 Everybody off in the club getting wild

 Drinks everywhere the crowd is real loud

 Looks like we gone be hear for a while

 I'm so drunk I'm just droolin at the mouth

 Trying to get somebody to take me to my house

 Now where my car keys at, and where my money at

 I'ma follow yall till the hour where the honeys at

 give me some cheese egg steak and gritz

 then hit the after party with gen and em boys clipse

 whoo whoo whooo

 look out for the po po

 whoo whoo whooo

 smoking on the tro tro

 

 And them Air Force Ones and that all white brand new tee

 Plus I get these jewel honies tryin to juke on me

 You've got the occasion and girl I've got the key

 It's the pie-ete piper so people follow me

 

 [Baby]

 Hey hey hey hey

 So fresh, so fly, so sweet, so polite

 So much, too many, cuz we ridin? tonight

 Well, it?s that pimp talk that ain?t that pimp walk

 It?s big pimpin? over here, player, that just started

 See, we fresh with Air Ones, Lexus and big drums

 

 [Ginuwine] Chips, Willie Chicks, Willie crisp, big fun

 

 [Baby]

 Ma, you worry none, the minks come with the guns

 Prada, the Gucci, it?s all in Bird fun

 

 [Ginuwine]

 I'm sittin in my truck, snakin the club out

 Kill this sip then go wild the fuck out

 Up in the club with my hands in the air

 There's so much shit in the atmosphere

 So girl, quit frontin and get you're ass over here

 And get yourself a cup of this Crown and Belvedere

 I'm all off in the corner 100 honeys takin pics

 They be in the VIP with lots of chicks

 I'm pimped out now, low cut, and a pick

 G and Big Tymers together, thats what Im talkin

 

 [Hook]

 Have you ever seen the thug in the club with a bottle turned up

 Head bobbin like hell, yeah

 Have you ever seen the chick in the club with a drink in the cup

 Booty shakin like hell, yeah

 Have you seen those Big Tymers pull up in the front of the club

 Twenty-fours like hell, yeah

 Have you ever seen 50 thousand strong with their hands in the air

 Up and down like hell, yeah

 

 [Malice]

 Ohh what, It's on me? Let's go

 I'm in the club with it on me, homie

 and homie you don't know me I don't want it

 I just wanna find a wodie to go home with

 Not hold the phone with

 Spend money on the chick I'm on, gotta have her own shit

 And no Im never lonely or alone without that chome

 And I only keep it on me just incase we don't click

 Don't confuse the club atmosphere

 With strapped in here

 This just might explain malice's lack of fear

 

 [Pusha T]

 55 thousand prada pink wrist

 2 years ago never picture this

 Raise up the Cris'

 Watch the bottle shake up

 Rolled it like it was dipped in foundation make up

 Na maa this is not yah jake-up

 This is what ya call presidential cake up

 Shake ya moneymaker until the night break up

 then be on your way as soon as your ass wake up

 

 [Hook - Ginuwine] 2x

 Have you ever seen the thug in the club with a bottle turned up

 Head bobbin like hell, yeah

 Have you ever seen the chick in the club with a drink in the cup

 Booty shakin like hell, yeah

 Have you seen those Big Tymers pull up in the front of the club

 24s like hell, yeah

 Have you ever seen 50 thousand strong with their hands in the air

 Up and down like hell, yeah

 

 Whooo

 

 It's the Remix

 Whooo

 It's the Remix

 Whooo

 

 It's the Remix

 Whooo

 

 It's the Remix