Fiesta Remix

R. Kelly & Jay-Z featuring Boo & Gotti

Fiesta (Remix)

[Jay-Z]

After the show it's the after party and

After the party is the hotel lobby and

After the Belve then it's probably Cris, and

After the original it was probably this (Fiesta)

Yes ma, Bed-Stuy, Fiesta

Remix with the homie from the Mid-West Side

Game recognize, game hoes do too

It's the new two live

Who I supposed you knew

So thugs, pop yo toasters

But don't approach us or

Bullets'll chase you

Like Moett Momoso

Catch us both closer

Racin twin pochus

Box us with glass that'll pop you

and make you boast us

Whoever come closest - you've been warned

But niggaz don't get the picture 'till the weapons is drawn

Make ya wait backstage, baby girl it's on

[Jay-Z & R. Kelly]

And we'll be drinkin 'till six in the mornin

[R. Kelly]

In the back of the club with mama

Poppin bottles of Cris with mama

Put the ? on the tab for mama

Throwin hundreds up for grabs for mama

Cause it's about the gold out tonight

I'ma be drinkin 'till the early biz-ide (that's right)

Nigga high like a muh'fucker cause I

Take three-hundreds just to make me really hiz-high

My, my, my, my

It what they all say when they see the fo' tonight

They say - my, my, my, my

Everytime they see them big things on my ? (haha)

1 - [R. Kelly]

Well y'all gotta club

They ain't bookin wit arenas

Got'cha man sayin "Plenty have you seen her?"

Yeah she wit me on the low gettin high offa doe

Get her knees on the floor

[R. Kelly]

Fiesta - Fiesta, Fiesta

Fiesta, Fiesta

Fiesta, Fiesta

Fiesta, Fiesta

Fiesta, Fiesta

Fiesta, Fiesta

Fiesta, Fiesta

Fiesta, Fiesta

[R. Kelly]

Switchin lanes in Six in the 'burbs

I met a girl named Tasha in the 'burbs

Took the hood then I moved into the 'burbs

The normal Sheriff's are Police's in the 'burbs (that's right)

Now we about the tear this club up

Don't worry 'bout it

This is cause I that show up

Ready to FOO! Knock 'em fresh right outta Phys. Ed.

I need some BOO! From all the honey's on B-Air

I said - my, my, my, my (yeah)

It's what them thugs yellin when them strippers on they fiz-oh

They say - my, my, my, my (yeah)

That Kisha yellin from the up and down ?

Repeat 1

[R. Kelly]

Fiesta!

[Gotti]

I put the big body up

Come through in a Rover

Not only Kelly and Gotti

It's Boo and Hova

Pop Cris if you like

My ice gliss in the light

I'm wit Roclain right?

So I'm rich for life

I'm like Heaven

Everybody wanna get to me

How you make it to the gates? Son forget the key

I'm the one God chose so you blessed to me

Gotti Floyd got'cha high off that Ecstacy

[Verse Five]

Yeah, what, what

Aiiyo I come through stunnin

Plus I'm gettin blunned in the new six-hundred

Wit the big rims on it

We rock rocks that are like ya shoulders

Gotta lotta hot cars but the drops is colored (aahh)

You see V-I-P

Me, Kelly, Gotti, and Hov

Drinkin Cris like its H-2-O

All we do is spend cheese cause we love the doe

Mami - roll more trees before it's time to go

C'mon..

[R. Kelly]

If you got Cash Money then you feelin shit, and

If you rollin on them things then you feelin shit

If you drunk off in the club then you feelin shit

If you'se a motherfuckin thug then you feelin shit

If you smokin on some Dro then you feelin shit, and

If you off the Ecstacy you got's to feel this shit

If you sippin on some Cris you got's to feel this shit, and

If you throwin up then chill, you've got to feel this shit

Fiesta..

Fiesta, Fiesta {*repeated until fade*}