R Kelly Showdown Lyrics

Showdown Lyrics

I feel that the time is here
For you to bring your body here
And give me what IÆve waited for
Hurry up and come on in and close the door
IÆm about to get up on it
Feed me girl cause IÆm so hungry
Got plenty money but IÆm still lonely
Gotta have you now cause me so horny
Black and Asian girl 
Tattoo on your tummy
Doped out and scared
But IÆmma make you love me
Sip some aphrodisiac and baby girl itÆs on
I promise you I will do all the words to this song


Showdown
IÆm about to lay your body down
Rodeo be like up and down
Bout to show you how I throw down
ItÆs about to be a showdown
IÆm about to lay your body down
My rodeo be like up and down
Bout to show you how I throw down
Baby itÆs about to be a


(Mr. Biggs)
Da da da da da da da
Aisha, daddyÆs home baby
Aisha!
WhatÆs going on?
Aisha!
Hmmm
What is this?  
Hmmm


(Mr. Biggs)   [R. Kelly]
[Hello, hello!]
(Yeah Francis)
[Hello?]
(Francis, itÆs me Frank)
[Stop IÆm on the phone. Who is this?]
(Frank, listen turn the music down)
[Hold on.  DidnÆt I tell you not to talk to me IÆm on the phone! You know when
IÆm on the phone you donÆt supposed to be talking to me like that.]
[Hello?]
(Yeah Francis)
[Yeah]
(Is Aisha over there?)
[Aisha ainÆt over here.]
(Well do you know where she is?)
[No, I donÆt know where she is.]
(You donÆt know where she is.)
[No, I donÆt know where she is, Frank, I ainÆt got nothing to do with all
yÆalls business, thatÆs on yÆall.]
(Now wait a minute, I didnÆt ask you all that. I just want to know where she
is, and if you donÆt know, thatÆs it.)
[Then thatÆs it then.] 

IÆll be making you my lady
S-E-X got me going crazy
Anything that you want me to do
IÆll do anything cause IÆm feeling you
Off in the club girl you dance so freaky (Aisha, where are you)
Tongue diamond pierced with a look thatÆs kinky
Acting like you want me to turn you out
Attitude like what, Kelly take me now
Black and Asian girl 
Tattoo on your tummy
Doped out and scared
But IÆmma make you love me
Sip some aphrodisiac and baby girl itÆs on
I promise I will do all the words to this song


Showdown
IÆm about to lay your body down
My rodeo be like up and down
Bout to show you how I throw down
Baby itÆs about to be a





(Mr. Biggs)  [R. Kelly]
[Holla]
(Yeah, TJ)
[Yeah]
(Listen get up right now)
[IÆm up man.  What you need, B?]
(I need you to meet me at the forum, oh and saddle up the horses.  We gone take
us a little ride.)
 
[Word up, IÆm on my way. One.]  


[R. Kelly]   {woman}
[Angie]
{Hmmm?}
[Angie]
{Hmmm?}
[Wake up and move over.  I gotta go, IÆll be back.]
{What you mean?  WhatÆs going on?}
[Business.]
{What kind of business?}
[My business!]
{Can I come?}
[HavenÆt you come enough?]
{TJ!}
[No, look.  IÆll be back alright?  Go to sleep.]


Now give me the mike so I can get buck wild
Like ôFiesta, Fiestaö still moving the crowd
Out of all the girls IÆve loved before
Got plenty of honeys ------
Puff puff give now let me hit it once more
Fake as* niggas get out and close my door
ItÆs my house for me to live not yours
If I wanted to I could ---- on the floors
Through the doors like a western flick, the club is crunked
Henney and Chris you know that boyÆs tore up
About 8 or 9 black stallions riding up
ItÆs Mr. Biggs screaming showdown
IÆm like What?


(Mr. Biggs)
Now Kelly
ItÆs not enough room in this town
For you and me so letÆs get down
IÆm sick and tired of you and this down low fight
From Contagious all the way to Mrs. Price
You done it now with Ms. Black Aisha
I knew something was funny when she stopped paging
House, cars, shopping malls
Man I tell you itÆs a battle call
Like a raging bull IÆm about to charge you
Kelly you wonÆt see tomorrow
ItÆs time to put an end to your late night creeps
Now any last words before my pistol speaks



Mr. Biggs, now no disrespect but man IÆm tired
Cause all these years itÆs my back you been riding
We been in and out of fights on these videos
Now itÆs about time you felt the real rodeo
See I dated Lila 98 of September 
You took her from me, yeah right you donÆt remember
I remember so clearly we were coming from an opera
How clever you were when you slipped her your number
Ooh, I know that makes yÆall wanna know
Ooh, whoÆs really on the down low
You wonder why weÆre always at it, there it is
Sleeves up Mr. Biggs cause IÆm about to get
Wild Wild West sick and tired of your mess
You put me to the test and now IÆm sticking out my chest
So any last words before I draw these cannons
Cause when the smoke clears IÆll be the last man standing at the


Showdown
IÆm about to lay your body down
Rodeo be like up and down
Bout to show you how I throw down
ItÆs about to be a showdown
IÆm about to lay your body down
Rodeo be like up and down
Bout to show you how I throw down
Baby itÆs about to be a