[R. Kelly]  Fellas, a few tips, when you're in the club  You must watch your girl, because she may end up with me    [R. Kelly + (Jay-Z)]  TrackMasters (uhh... turn the music up)  Rock Land  Hova (woo! yess, yess)    [Chorus: R. Kelly]  Now somebody's girl is in my mansion  Shakin that ass to this  And somebody's girl is in my hot tub  Drinkin that glass of Crist'  And somebody's girl is in my bedroom  And man she's a superfreak  And somebody's girl is leavin my crib  Now on to the next booty    [Jay-Z]  Ummmmmmmmm, I don't mean no harm  But your boy got the magic stick, the Don Juan  Bishop, chicks'll dissapear in thin air  like mist or some shit like this I swear  I take handcuffs off misses, I pick locks wicked  I catch your eye cause my tick-tock's frigid  My necklace glisten, all reckless chicks is  eyeballin, yeah, and I caught 'em like perfect pitches  Call me Mike Piazza  Once I get 'em in, my fly casa  It's hot tubs, heated pools and no rules  Call your old dude and tell him he old news  Tell that fella you feel like Cinderella  With both shoes and it's almost two  Fuck a storybook endin, we bendin the rules  This is somebody's girl part two, now move    [Chorus]    [R. Kelly]  Uhh, let me at it  Somebody's girl is sittin in my lap  Whisper two words and we both break out  My Maybach seats is just as big as a couch  Not the same girl now that the mic's at your mouth  Oh that's gettin nasty, let's get naughty  Rollin around like a fo'-wheel afterparty  We stop at a red light, there go your girls an' 'em  Now we got the green light, driver follow them (let's go)  You're rotatin with a guy that spend money like the world spin 'round  First guy to ever put the singin rap down  Say the name Kels and these chicks spellbound  Because these chicks know I put the "12Play" down  I gotta have it, I just can't stop limpin  Maybe because I just can't stop pimpin  No matter what I do, I can't stop leanin  When the fresh Prada's on and the sun is shinin  Girls it's your boyfriend  With that remix that keeps you clubbin  Dis collabo' crack got you fiendin  The industry kings and the rest is dreamin    [Chorus]    [Jay-Z]  The moral of the tale, if you love your tail  Treat her well, keep her 'way from Hov' and Kel'  Because we can't stop pimpin  We put it on her 'til she can't stop limpin  She'll be a goner, you can play tough guy on the corner  I smoothe her out in the sauna  Yeah, I blew it out in the Bahamas, yeah  Your lil' mama got a stellar arm  We got it on like a telethon  Mr. Roc-A-Fella, gone    [Chorus]