I feel that the time is here 
For you to bring your body here 
And give me what I’ve waited for 
Hurry up and come on in and close the door 
I’m about to get up on it 
Feed me girl cause I’m so hungry 
Got plenty money but I’m still lonely 
Gotta have you now cause me so horny 
Black and Asian girl 
Tattoo on your tummy 
Doped out and scared 
But I’mma make you love me 
Sip some aphrodisiac and baby girl it’s on 
I promise you I will do all the words to this song 


Showdown 
I’m about to lay your body down 
Rodeo be like up and down 
Bout to show you how I throw down 
It’s about to be a showdown 
I’m about to lay your body down 
My rodeo be like up and down 
Bout to show you how I throw down 
Baby it’s about to be a 


(Mr. Biggs) 
Da da da da da da da 
Aisha, daddy’s home baby 
Aisha! 
What’s going on? 
Aisha! 
Hmmm 
What is this? 
Hmmm 


(Mr. Biggs) [R. Kelly] 
[Hello, hello!] 
(Yeah Francis) 
[Hello?] 
(Francis, it’s me Frank) 
[Stop I’m on the phone. Who is this?] 
(Frank, listen turn the music down) 
[Hold on. Didn’t I tell you not to talk to me I’m on the phone! You know when I’m on the phone you don’t supposed to be talking to me like that.] 
[Hello?] 
(Yeah Francis) 
[Yeah] 
(Is Aisha over there?) 
[Aisha ain’t over here.] 
(Well do you know where she is?) 
[No, I don’t know where she is.] 
(You don’t know where she is.) 
[No, I don’t know where she is, Frank, I ain’t got nothing to do with all y’alls business, that’s on y’all.] 
(Now wait a minute, I didn’t ask you all that. I just want to know where she is, and if you don’t know, that’s it.) 
[Then that’s it then.] 

I’ll be making you my lady 
S-E-X got me going crazy 
Anything that you want me to do 
I’ll do anything cause I’m feeling you 
Off in the club girl you dance so freaky (Aisha, where are you) 
Tongue diamond pierced with a look that’s kinky 
Acting like you want me to turn you out 
Attitude like what, Kelly take me now 
Black and Asian girl 
Tattoo on your tummy 
Doped out and scared 
But I’mma make you love me 
Sip some aphrodisiac and baby girl it’s on 
I promise I will do all the words to this song 


Showdown 
I’m about to lay your body down 
My rodeo be like up and down 
Bout to show you how I throw down 
Baby it’s about to be a 





(Mr. Biggs) [R. Kelly] 
[Holla] 
(Yeah, TJ) 
[Yeah] 
(Listen get up right now) 
[I’m up man. What you need, B?] 
(I need you to meet me at the forum, oh and saddle up the horses. We gone take us a little ride.) 
[Word up, I’m on my way. One.] 


[R. Kelly] {woman} 
[Angie] 
{Hmmm?} 
[Angie] 
{Hmmm?} 
[Wake up and move over. I gotta go, I’ll be back.] 
{What you mean? What’s going on?} 
[Business.] 
{What kind of business?} 
[My business!] 
{Can I come?} 
[Haven’t you come enough?] 
{TJ!} 
[No, look. I’ll be back alright? Go to sleep.] 


Now give me the mike so I can get buck wild 
Like “Fiesta, Fiesta” still moving the crowd 
Out of all the girls I’ve loved before 
Got plenty of honeys ------ 
Puff puff give now let me hit it once more 
Fake ass niggas get out and close my door 
It’s my house for me to live not yours 
If I wanted to I could ---- on the floors 
Through the doors like a western flick, the club is crunked 
Henney and Chris you know that boy’s tore up 
About 8 or 9 black stallions riding up 
It’s Mr. Biggs screaming showdown 
I’m like What? 


(Mr. Biggs) 
Now Kelly 
It’s not enough room in this town 
For you and me so let’s get down 
I’m sick and tired of you and this down low fight 
From Contagious all the way to Mrs. Price 
You done it now with Ms. Black Aisha 
I knew something was funny when she stopped paging 
House, cars, shopping malls 
Man I tell you it’s a battle call 
Like a raging bull I’m about to charge you 
Kelly you won’t see tomorrow 
It’s time to put an end to your late night creeps 
Now any last words before my pistol speaks 



Mr. Biggs, now no disrespect but man I’m tired 
Cause all these years it’s my back you been riding 
We been in and out of fights on these videos 
Now it’s about time you felt the real rodeo 
See I dated Lila 98 of September 
You took her from me, yeah right you don’t remember 
I remember so clearly we were coming from an opera 
How clever you were when you slipped her your number 
Ooh, I know that makes y’all wanna know 
Ooh, who’s really on the down low 
You wonder why we’re always at it, there it is 
Sleeves up Mr. Biggs cause I’m about to get 
Wild Wild West sick and tired of your mess 
You put me to the test and now I’m sticking out my chest 
So any last words before I draw these cannons 
Cause when the smoke clears I’ll be the last man standing at the 


Showdown 
I’m about to lay your body down 
Rodeo be like up and down 
Bout to show you how I throw down 
It’s about to be a showdown 
I’m about to lay your body down 
Rodeo be like up and down 
Bout to show you how I throw down 
Baby it’s about to be a