Fiesta (remix instrumental) Songtext
von R. Kelly

After the show, it′s the afterparty then
After the party, it's the hotel lobby and
After the Belve′ then it's probably Cris'
And after the original it′s probably this (fiesta)
Yes ma, Bed-Stuy, Fiesta
Remix with the homie from the Midwest side (Chi, what)
Game recognize game, - do too
It′s the new 2 Live Crew, I suppose you knew

So thugs, - toasters, but don't approach us or
- Chase you like Moët mimosas
Catch us both coasts-es, racing twin Porsches
Boxes with - that′ll pop ya to make ya ghost-es
Whoever come closest, you've been warned
But - don′t get the picture 'til the - is drawn
Make your way backstage, baby girl it′s on
And we'll be drinking 'til six in the morning


In the back of the club with ma-ma
Popping bottles of Cris′ with ma-ma
Put the bar on the tab for ma-ma
Throwing hundreds up for grabs for ma-ma
′Cause it's about to go down tonight
I′ma be drinking 'til the early liz-ight (that′s right)

Shawty like a mmm ki-zite
Take three honies just to make me feel ri-zight
My, my, my, my
It's what they all say when they see the frozen ice
They say, my, my, my, my
Anytime they see them big things rolling b-zy

While y′all gotta club date, I'm fucking with arenas
Gotcha man saying, "Kelly, have you seen her?"
Yeah, she with me on the low
Getting - off the -, got her - on the flo'
Fiesta!

Fiesta, fiesta (fiesta)
Fiesta, fiesta (fiesta)
Fiesta, fiesta (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Fiesta, fiesta (c′mon)
Fiesta, fiesta (Rockland)
Fiesta, fiesta (Roc-A-Fella)
Fiesta, fiesta (TM)
Fiesta, fiesta (c′mon)


Switching lanes in my six, in the 'burbs (right)
I met a girl named Tasha, in the ′burbs (uh-huh)
Took the hood, then I moved it to the 'burbs
Now no more sheriffs or polices, in the ′burbs (that's right)
And we about to tear this club up
Don′t worry 'bout expenses 'cause I got that sho′ nuff

Ready to boo knock ′em fresh outta jizzail
I need some woo from all the honies on the DL
I said, my, my, my, my (yeah)
It's what them thugs yelling when the strippers on the pi-zoles
They say, my, my, my, my (yeah)
Got Kisha yelling from that up and down shi-zow (mami)

While y′all gotta club date, I'm - with arenas
Gotcha man saying "Kelly, have you seen her?"
Yeah, she with me on the low
Getting - off the -, got her - on the flo′
Fiesta!

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 glist′ in the light
I'm with Rockland right, so I'm rich for life
I′m like Heaven, everybody wanna get to me
How you make it to the gates and forget the key?
I′m the one God chose, so you blessed through me
Gotti Floyd getchu - than that -

Ayo, I come through stunning, plus I'm getting -
In the new six-hundred with the big rims on it
We rock rocks that′ll light ya shoulders
Gotta lotta hot cars, but the drops is colder (ah)
You see V.I.P, me, Kelly, Gotti, and Hov'
Drinking Cris′ like it's H2O
All we do is spend cheese ′cause we love the dough
Mami - more - 'fore it's time to go
C′mon

Now if you got cash money, then you feel this -
And if you rolling on them things, then you feel this -
If you drunk off in the club, then you feel this -
If you see a money making thug, then you feel this -
If you - on some - then you feel this -
And if your hands is in the air, you gots to feel this -
If you sipping on some Cris′ you gots to feel this -
And if you throwing up and -, you gots to feel this -
Fiesta

Fiesta, fiesta (fiesta)
Fiesta, fiesta (fiesta)
Fiesta, fiesta (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Fiesta, fiesta (c'mon)
Fiesta, fiesta (Rockland)
Fiesta, fiesta (Roc-A-Fella)
Fiesta, fiesta (Trackmasters)
Fiesta, fiesta (c′mon)

Fiesta, fiesta (fiesta)
Fiesta, fiesta (fiesta)
Fiesta, fiesta (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Fiesta, fiesta (c'mon)
Fiesta, Fiesta