Fiesta (Remix)

[Jay-Z]<br>After the show it`s the after party then<br>After the party it`s the hotel lobby and<br>After the Belve` then it`s probably Cris`<br>And after the original it`s probably this (Fiesta)<br>Yes ma, Bed-Stuy, Fiesta<br>Remix with the homie from the Midwest side<br>Game recognize game, hoes do too<br>It`s the new 2 Live Crew, I suppose you knew<br>So thugs, pop yo` toasters, but don`t approach us or<br>Bullets`ll chase you like Moet mimosas<br>Catch us both coasts, racin twin Porsches<br>Boxes with glocks that`ll pop ya to make ya ghost-es<br>Whoever come closest - you`ve been warned<br>But niggaz don`t get the picture `til the weapons is drawn<br>Make your way backstage, baby girl it`s on<br>And we`ll be drinkin `til six in the mornin<br><br>[R. Kelly]<br>In the back of the club with ma-ma<br>Poppin bottles of Cris with ma-ma<br>Put the bar on the tab for ma-ma<br>Throwin hundreds up for grabs for ma-ma <br>Cause it`s about to go down tonight<br>I`ma be drinkin `til the early liz-ight (that`s right)<br>Nigga high like a muh`fuckin ki-zite<br>Take three honies just to make me feel ri-zight<br>My, my, my, my<br>It`s what they all say when they see the frozen ice<br>They say - my, my, my, my<br>Anytime they see them big things rollin b-zy<br><br>[Breakdown: R. Kelly]<br>While y`all gotta club, they done fuckin wit arenas<br>Gotcha man sayin "Kelly have you seen her?"<br>Yeah she wit me on the low<br>Gettin high off the `dro, got her knees on the flo`<br><br>[R. Kelly]<br>Fiesta - Fiesta, Fiesta<br>Fiesta, Fiesta<br>Fiesta, Fiesta<br>Fiesta, Fiesta <br>Fiesta, Fiesta<br>Fiesta, Fiesta<br>Fiesta, Fiesta<br>Fiesta, Fiesta<br><br>[R. Kelly]<br>Switchin lanes in my Six, in the `burbs<br>I met a girl named Tasha, in the `burbs<br>Took the hood then I moved it, to the `burbs<br>Now no more sheriffs or polices, in the `burbs (that`s right)<br>And we about to tear this club up<br>Don`t worry `bout expenses cause I got that sho` nuff<br>Ready to BOO knock `em fresh outta jizzail<br>I need some WOO from all the honey`s on the DL<br>I said - my, my, my, my (yeah)<br>It`s what them thugs yellin when the strippers on the pi-zoles<br>They say - my, my, my, my (yeah)<br>Got Kisha yellin from that up and down shi-zow<br><br>[Breakdown]<br><br>[R. Kelly]<br>Fiesta!<br><br>[Gotti]<br>I put the big body up, come through in a Rover<br>Not only Kelly and Gotti, it`s Boo and Hova<br>Pop Cris if you like, my ice glist` in the light<br>I`m wit Roc-Land right, so I`m rich for life<br>I`m like Heaven, everybody wanna get to me<br>How you make it to the gates and forget the key?<br>I`m the one God chose so you blessed through me<br>Gotti Floyd getchu higher than that ecstacy<br><br>[Boo]<br>Aiiyo I come through stunnin, plus I`m gettin blunted<br>in the new six-hundred with the big rims on it<br>We rock rocks that`ll light ya shoulders<br>Gotta lotta hot cars but the drops is colder (aahh)<br>You see V-I-P; me, Kelly, Gotti, and Hov`<br>Drinkin Cris` like its H-2-O<br>All we do is spend cheese cause we love the dough<br>Mami roll more trees before it`s time to go<br>C`mon..<br><br>[R. Kelly]<br>If you got cash money then you feel this shit<br>And if you rollin on them things then you feel this shit<br>If you drunk off in the club then you feel this shit<br>If you`se a motherfuckin thug then you feel this shit<br>If you smokin on some `dro then you feel this shit<br>And if you off that ecstacy you gots to feel this shit<br>If you sippin on some Cris` you gots to feel this shit<br>And if you throwin up and shit, you gots to feel this shit<br>Fiesta..<br><br>Fiesta, Fiesta {*repeated until fade*}