R. Kelly - Who's that - edited lyrics

[Foreign Content] What? Keep going baby! [Foreign Content] Terror Squad, Rockland, Joe Crack, the R Sitting at the bar with mama Shorty tryin' to bring da drama But she cannot phase a playa 'Cause this pimp is a moneymaker Meetings from Shawtown to LA Yo, I came to get down at this party I got my eyes on Keesha and Shante' Rolling it like this track was Reggae I roll thru the hottest clubs With about a hundred thugs Get about a thousand bucks For chicks who wanna roll on dubs Yo, whose that in the jeep Whose that off up in the truck Yo what ya'll doin' tonight Yo what's off up in that cup Well, I'm rollin' with ya'll Shorty where's the alcohol Now lemme hit that pace Shorty can we make our day Here, take a brodda to a pool party Right off up at Miami Ten G's for the best bikini Looking for the biggest booty She got the crowd goin' crazy 'Cause this track here is so amazing Yo we with a little life lookin' hazy Still you R and B cats can't phase me Yo, whose that in the jeep Whose that off up in the truck Yo what ya'll doin' tonight Yo what's off up in that cup Well, I'm rollin' with ya'll Shorty where's the alcohol Now lemme hit that pace Shorty can we make our day I'm driving a fast car, jump to the third lane Mami in pa**enger, spilling the champagne We stop at a red light, she driving me insane Yo we fiending like the **** was **** Stop playin' girl the way ya shake a fatty back So s**y the way you telling daddy that Turn that a** around and lemme patty that Got me saying man, I'm tryna marry that Oh no, they did it again, who? Rob and Joe they slip with ten, what? Damuses, wamuses, big Bahamas's All kind of missis, don't matter ya ma misses What's love got to do with ****in' there Everyday a new group of chicks there We headed to the islands, the games is life Where the fame is, shorty almost died when we came there Girl, I know you diggin' the ditty dop This my world come thru the whole city stop Looks like ice but actually it's really not Damos, blandes, no lies around me 5000 thou we low on the time piece In the south bronx where you can find me Never mind me, that's is how we ball I'm rollin' with y'all, now tell me shorty where's the alcohol Yo, whose that in the jeep Whose that off up in the truck Yo what ya'll doin' tonight Yo what's off up in that cup Well, I'm rollin' with ya'll Shorty where's the alcohol Now lemme hit that pace Shorty, can we make our day C'mon, make 'em bounce baby Uh, yeah, uh, keep goin' baby That junky, funky, sticky The R Joe Crack, the don