Tear It Up Songtext
von R. Kelly
Tear It Up Songtext
I hope it′s alright
Shorty (shorty) I'm gonna go hard tonight (Hendrix)
I hope you′re ready, babe (Kells)
I hope you're ready 'cause (′cause)
I′ma, I'ma, I′ma, I'ma, I′ma, I'ma tear it up
I′ma, I'ma tear it up
I'ma, I′ma tear it up
I′ma, I'ma tear it up
I′ma, I'ma tear it up
I′ma, I'ma tear it up
I′ma, I'ma tear it up (turn up, turn up, turn up)
I'ma, I′ma tear it up
I′ma tear it up then I'ma chop screw it
Not gonna waste time, girl, let′s get to it
Lay your body down, got you feelin' like you never
When I ask you what you want, you say do whatever
Baby, hands down, your — feels so good
Staring in the mirror, checking out how that — look
Up, up, up down, down, down
Side, side, side round, round, round
Ain′t nobody that can do it like you do it, baby girl
I'ma, I′ma tear it up
I'ma, I'ma tear it up
I′ma, I′ma tear it up
I'ma, I′ma tear it up (yeah)
I'ma, I′ma tear it up
I'ma, I′ma tear it up
I'ma, I'ma tear it up
I′ma, I′ma tear it up (yeah-yeah)
Hit her in a back of a whip that cost a lot of money
Lemme see you dance like a scrip that costs a lot of money
I can make it pretty cat keep it, keep it ten, hundred
We gonna have a sick cypher, chop you down like a rifle
Future Michael Jackson, future thriller (I'ma, I′ma tear it up)
Future stone-cold pu- killer (I'ma, I′ma tear it up)
Take her to another planet
Never seen her in her panties (I never thought I'd see a nude of you)
Body language real mannish (girl)
I′ma, I'ma tear it up
I'ma, I′ma tear it up
I′ma, I'ma tear it up
I′ma, I'ma tear it up
Glad you′re with it, won't forget it, how I did it, girl
How I kiss it, how I lick it, how I stick it, girl
I won′t stop 'til you say "Kelly, no more"
Scream "baby" 'til they hear you outside the door
Baby, got your legs up and I′m all between your thighs
Poking that up while you looking back at me with those eyes
Thinking to myself as you coming down that pole
Have no idea what you in for when I get you home, shorty
I′ma, I'ma, I′ma tear it up
I'ma, I′ma tear it up
I'ma, I′ma tear it up
I'ma, I'ma tear it up
I′ma, I′ma tear it up
I'ma, I′ma tear it up
I'ma, I′ma tear it up
I'ma, I′ma tear it up
I'ma pull your back out, I'ma break the bed (tear it up)
I′ma hit it hard, babe, I′ma pull your hair (tear it up)
I'ma get down right freaky up in here (tear it up)
Kiss you anywhere you want, shorty, I don′t care
Do it in the closet, all over the floor
Up in your apartment, all out in the hall
Give me from the back while I'm smoking my cigar
You can look out the window while I′m gettin' it in the car
I don′t give a damn where we are
I'ma, I'ma tear it up
I′ma, I′ma tear it up
I'ma, I′ma tear it up
I'ma, I′ma tear it up
I'ma, I′ma tear it up
I'ma, I'ma tear it up
I′ma, I′ma tear it up
I'ma, I′ma tear it up (tear it up)
Look back at the club VI mix
Oh, is that alcohol music? Yeah
Shorty (shorty) I'm gonna go hard tonight (Hendrix)
I hope you′re ready, babe (Kells)
I hope you're ready 'cause (′cause)
I′ma, I'ma, I′ma, I'ma, I′ma, I'ma tear it up
I′ma, I'ma tear it up
I'ma, I′ma tear it up
I′ma, I'ma tear it up
I′ma, I'ma tear it up
I′ma, I'ma tear it up
I′ma, I'ma tear it up (turn up, turn up, turn up)
I'ma, I′ma tear it up
I′ma tear it up then I'ma chop screw it
Not gonna waste time, girl, let′s get to it
Lay your body down, got you feelin' like you never
When I ask you what you want, you say do whatever
Baby, hands down, your — feels so good
Staring in the mirror, checking out how that — look
Up, up, up down, down, down
Side, side, side round, round, round
Ain′t nobody that can do it like you do it, baby girl
I'ma, I′ma tear it up
I'ma, I'ma tear it up
I′ma, I′ma tear it up
I'ma, I′ma tear it up (yeah)
I'ma, I′ma tear it up
I'ma, I′ma tear it up
I'ma, I'ma tear it up
I′ma, I′ma tear it up (yeah-yeah)
Hit her in a back of a whip that cost a lot of money
Lemme see you dance like a scrip that costs a lot of money
I can make it pretty cat keep it, keep it ten, hundred
We gonna have a sick cypher, chop you down like a rifle
Future Michael Jackson, future thriller (I'ma, I′ma tear it up)
Future stone-cold pu- killer (I'ma, I′ma tear it up)
Take her to another planet
Never seen her in her panties (I never thought I'd see a nude of you)
Body language real mannish (girl)
I′ma, I'ma tear it up
I'ma, I′ma tear it up
I′ma, I'ma tear it up
I′ma, I'ma tear it up
Glad you′re with it, won't forget it, how I did it, girl
How I kiss it, how I lick it, how I stick it, girl
I won′t stop 'til you say "Kelly, no more"
Scream "baby" 'til they hear you outside the door
Baby, got your legs up and I′m all between your thighs
Poking that up while you looking back at me with those eyes
Thinking to myself as you coming down that pole
Have no idea what you in for when I get you home, shorty
I′ma, I'ma, I′ma tear it up
I'ma, I′ma tear it up
I'ma, I′ma tear it up
I'ma, I'ma tear it up
I′ma, I′ma tear it up
I'ma, I′ma tear it up
I'ma, I′ma tear it up
I'ma, I′ma tear it up
I'ma pull your back out, I'ma break the bed (tear it up)
I′ma hit it hard, babe, I′ma pull your hair (tear it up)
I'ma get down right freaky up in here (tear it up)
Kiss you anywhere you want, shorty, I don′t care
Do it in the closet, all over the floor
Up in your apartment, all out in the hall
Give me from the back while I'm smoking my cigar
You can look out the window while I′m gettin' it in the car
I don′t give a damn where we are
I'ma, I'ma tear it up
I′ma, I′ma tear it up
I'ma, I′ma tear it up
I'ma, I′ma tear it up
I'ma, I′ma tear it up
I'ma, I'ma tear it up
I′ma, I′ma tear it up
I'ma, I′ma tear it up (tear it up)
Look back at the club VI mix
Oh, is that alcohol music? Yeah
Writer(s): Robert S. Kelly, Nayvadius Wilburn, Dennis-manuel Peters, Daniel Coriglie, Mario Bakovic Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com