Fiesta (original Version) Lyrics - R. Kelly

Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm 

Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm 

Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm 

Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm... 

Chillin in my four point six at the light 

Bout to be vip for the night 

Shorty in the drop top v made a right 

Pull up to her bumper baby, beeped twice 

Jumped out the whip like i was the police 

Didn't have a gun, but my wrist said freeze 

Got friday on a dvd 

She's a baller and i'm a baller 

Wha-what? 

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To all my hot girls 

Livin' fiesta 

To all my hot boys 

Livin' fiesta 

To all my chi town niggas 

Fiesta 

And all my uptown niggas 

Fiesta 

To all my players and my hustlers 

Fiesta 

And if you sittin' on them blades 

Fiesta 

To all my honeys in the club 

Fiesta 

And if you rollin' with a thug 

Fiesta 

Photos 

We be off in the club sippin lot 

Red eye deep in the club puffin' lye 

Strippers in the back of the club showing live 

Soon as i get a buzz i'm showing out 

House on top of the hill 

Counting what? 

Whose gonna buy the bar? 

Got enough 

Take the haters out in the back, rough 'em up 

I'm a baller now where's my ballers? 

Wha-what? 

To all my hot girls 

Livin' fiesta 

To all my hot boys 

Livin' fiesta 

To all my chi town niggas 

Fiesta 

And all my uptown niggas 

Fiesta 

To all my players and my hustlers 

Fiesta 

And if you sittin' on them blades 

Fiesta 

To all my honeys in the club 

Fiesta 

And if you rollin' with a thug 

Fiesta 

We pop cris on a daily base 

Plus we got honeys all up in the place 

Bout to wild out in a major way 

So put your hands up if you made your pay 

Add a little juice to the tangaray 

But let the ice show till the diamond fades 

Rockland sittin' on capitol hill 

Trackmaster make capital deals 

Now look at gotti iced out with the blingy-bling 

And a big body sittin' on them gleamy things 

Now rockland niggas know the means of cream 

Kelly, r&b thug and it sings to king 

Got pj niggas in caprime green 

(thugged out) 

Hot chicks down to do anything 

Cop them mo chicks 

Cop mo bricks, pop mo cris 

Ay kelly drop mo hits 

What you know about them cats 

That be spendin' the dough 

Every day drink henney and a bottle of mo' 

Ride whips, hittin' chicks 

Blowin' twenties on drough 

To the club thirty deep 

Plenty of ice to show 

Mami say she never rolled in a six before 

(fiesta) 

Never seen a young cat this rich before 

Yeah kelly made the way for these niggas to blow 

Thugged out, 2g, rockland for sure 

To all my hot girls 

Livin' fiesta 

To all my hot boys 

Livin' fiesta 

To all my chi town niggas 

Fiesta 

And all my uptown niggas 

Fiesta 

To all my players and my hustlers 

Fiesta 

And if you sittin' on them blades 

Fiesta 

To all my honeys in the club 

Fiesta 

And if you rollin' with a thug 

Fiesta