Fiesta (remix) Lyrics - R. Kelly

After the show it's the afterparty, then 

After the party it's the hotel lobby, then 

After the Belve then it's probably Cris 

And after the original it's probably this 

Yes ma, Bed-Stuy, Fiesta 

Remix with the homie from the Midwest-side (uh what) 

Game recognize the game, hos do too 

It's the new 2 Live Crew, I don't suppose you knew, so thugs 

Pop yo' toasters, but don't approach us, or 

Bullets'll chase you like, Moet mimosas 

Catch us both coasts', racin' twin Porches 

Boxsters with glocks That will pop you to make you ghost 

Whoever come close, you've been warned 

But thos niggas don't get the picture til the weapons is drawn 

Make your way backstage, baby girl it's on: 

And we'll be drinkin' til six in the mornin'...: 

In the back of the club with mama 

Poppin' bottles of Cris with mama 

Put the bar on the tab for mama 

Throwin' hundreds up for grabs with mama 

Cause it's about to go down tonight 

I'm a be drinkin' til the early lizz-ight 

Nigga high like a mu'fuckin' kizz-ite 

Take three honeys just to make me feel rizz-ight 

My, my, my, my 

Is what they all say when they see the frozen ice 

They say my, my, my, my 

Everytime they see them big thangs on the rizz-ide 

While ya'll got a club date, I'm fuckin' with arenas 

Got your man sayin', tell me have you seen her? 

Yeah, she with me on the low, gettin' high off of 'dro 

Got her knees on the floor, Fiesta 

Fiesta, Fiesta, FiestaFiesta, Fiesta, Fiesta, Fiesta, Fiesta,(oh wee) 

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Switchin lanes in my 6 in the burbs 

I met a broad name Tasha from the burbs 

Took the hood then I moved into the burbs 

Now no mo' sherrifs or police in the burbs 

Now we about to tear this club up 

Don't worry about expenses cause I got that, sho' nuff 

Ready to foo! like I'm fresh outta jizz-ail 

I need some boo from all the honeys on the DL 

I said my, my, my, my 

That's what them thugs yellin when the strippers on the flizz-oor 

They say my, my, my, my 

Got Keisha yellin frm that up and down strizz-oke 

While ya'll got a club date, I'm fuckin with arenas 

Got your man sayin tell me have you seen her? 

Yeah, she with me on the low, gettin high off a 'dro 

Got her knees on the floor, Fiesta: 

I put this big body up, come through in a Rover 

Not only Kelly and Gottie, it's Boo and Hova 

Pop Cris if you like, my ice glist in the light 

I'm with Roclain right, so I'm rich for life 

I'm like Heaven, everybody want to get to me 

How you make it to the gate and forget the key 

I'm the one God chose, so you blessed with me 

Gotti flow'll get you higher than that Esstasy (ya heard): 

Hey yo, I come through stunnin, plus I'm gettin blunted 

In the new 600, with the big rims on it 

We rock rocks that'll light you shoulders 

Got a lotta hot cars, but the drops is colder 

You see VIP, me, Kelly, Gotti, and Hov 

Drinkin' Cris like it's H2O 

All we do is spend cheese cause we love the dough 

Mami roll more trees fore it's time to go (come on): 

If you got cash money then you feel this shit 

And if you rollin on them thangs then you feel this shit 

If you drunk off in the club then you feel this shit 

If you's a motherfuckin thug then you feel this shit 

If you smokin on some 'dro then you feel this shit 

And if you off that Ecstasy you got to feel this shit 

If you sippin on some Cris you gots to feel this shit 

And if you're throwin up your shit you gots to feel this shit, Fiesta 

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