Chords for R.Kelly - Fiesta Remix ft. Jay-Z, Boo & Gotti (Street)

_ After the show is the after party.
Yeah, after the party is the hotel lobby.
Yeah, after the Belvedere, it's probably Chris.
And after the original is probably this.
[Bb] Yes, my best stop.
Yes, stop.
Remix [Bbm] with the homie from the Midwest.
So I go game, recognize game.
Hoes do too.
It's a new school life.
Who I suppose to do?
So love, pop the toasters, but don't approach us.
Or bullets will chase you like Moet Mimosas.
Catch us, vote posters, race in twin posters.
Bites us, and claps to the prop, you're the making poster.
[Eb] Whoever come closest, you've been warned.
But niggas don't get the picture till the weapons is drawn.
[Bbm] Make your way backstage, baby girl, it's on.
And we'll be drinking till 6 in the morning.
In the back of the club with my ma.
Popping bottles of crystal, my ma.
Put the bottle in the tap, my ma.
Throwing hundreds off the grass, my [Eb] ma.
It's about to go down tonight.
I'ma be drinking till the [Bb] early light.
[Bbm] Nigga high like a motherfucking desire.
Get free, and it's just to make me feel desire.
My, my, my, my.
That's what they all say when they see the pros.
And I, they say, my, my, my, my.
Any time they see them big things, only [Ebm] desire.
Why y'all got a club date?
I'm talking with a Venus.
Such a man, [Bb] say it.
Only has a scene up there.
She with me on the low, getting high [Bbm] off the toe.
Got her knees on the floor, fiesta.
Fiesta.
Fiesta.
Fiesta. Fiesta. _
_ Fiesta.
Fiesta.
_ _ Fiesta.
[Ebm] Fiesta.
Fiesta.
Fiesta.
Fiesta. Fiesta.
_ [Bbm] _ Fiesta.
S**t.
Fiesta.
[Bb] Fiesta.
Switching lanes in my six and a bird.
I met a broad named [Bbm] Tosha in the birds.
Took the hood, and I moved it to the birds.
No more Sheriff, law, police in the [Eb] birds.
I'm really about to tear this stuff up Don't worry about the kisses [F] cause I got that
show [Bb] now I'm ready to move, I'm fresh out of the
air I need some more food, the honey's on the air
My, my, my, my, it's what them thugs tellin' when the strippers [Bb] on the floor
They say, my, my, [Bbm] my, my, white t-shirt yellin' [Ab] from that up and down floor
[Eb] Boy y'all got a club date, I'm walkin' with Arena
Get your man sayin', tell [Bbm] me how's it stayin' up there
Yeah she with me on the low, gettin' high off the dope
And her knees gon' go for your style
Yo, I put this big body up, come through in a rover
Not only Kelly and Gotti, it's boom and over
Pop Chris if you like, my ice glistenin' alike
And we rockin' right, so I'm rich for life, [Eb] I'm like heaven
Everybody wanna get to me, how you make it to the gates and forget [Bbm] the key?
I'm the one God chose, so you blessed through me
Gotti Floyd get you high, then that X was C
Ayo, I come through stunnin', plus I'm gettin' blunted in the new 600
Stunnin' with the big rims on it
We rock blocks that delight the shoulders
[Bb] Got a lot of hot [Bbm] clods, but the drops is colder
[Eb] You see VIP, [Ebm] me, Kelly, Gotti, and Ho
Drinkin' Chris like it's [Bbm] H2O
All we do is spin Ts, cause we love to throw
Mommy roll more Ts, boy, it's time to go
Now if you got God's money, then you feel the shit
And if you rollin' all them things, then you feel the shit
If you drunk off in the club, then you feel the shit
If you's a motherfuckin' dog, then you feel the shit
[Eb] If you smokin' on some gold, then you feel the shit
And if you on that X, then C, you got the [Bbm] feeling shit
If you sippin' on some bitch, you got the feeling shit
And if you throwin' up some shit, you got the feeling shit
Yes, da, yes, da, yes, da, yes, da
Yes, da, yes, da, yes, da, _ yes, da
Yes, da, [Ebm] yes, da, yes, da, yes, da
Yes, da, yes, da, yes, da, yes, da
Fuck that, yes, da, [Bbm] fuck that fella
Yes, da, yes, da, yes, da, yes, da
Yes, da, yes, da, yes, da, yes, da
Yes, da, yes, da, yes, da, [Ebm] yes, da
Yes, da, yes, da, yes, da, yes, da
Yes, da, [Bbm] yes, da, yes, da, yes, da
Yes, da, yes, _ da, _ yes, da, yes, da
Yes, da, yes, da, yes, da, yes, da
Yes, da, yes, da, yes, da, [Ebm] yes, da _ _ _ _ _ _