Exit - R. Kelly

Now I can’t leave this club without you girl

I swear I want more, you deserve an encore

Backstage, V.I.P., drop it, how it’s rainin'

Won’t you come and tell me are you wit it?

What you want girl?

You can get it

These clubbers won’t treat you like I treat you

Big chips, black hearts, you’ll be my costar

Somebody sayin' you lookin' for me?

Girl, here I go

Look, oh my god, who do we have

Up in the club, dancin' for me?

Girl, let me help you chase your dreams

You’re so beautiful

How can I make you understand that I want to…

Rub, I wanna touch, every little inch of your body

Girl, you *have* to come with me

You’re incredible, whoa girl (yes you are)

Baby, see the exit, exit

See the, exit

Let’s go, out this club

Exit, Exit

See the exit

Now baby if that’s your man, forget it, go about it and dance

I really didn’t mean no harm, it’s just a player’s charm in me girl

And I do it around the world, in every bar

Like a professor babe, Kellz gives sex seminars

When you walk by, so slow, make me whistle

You got pretty teeth

It feels so good when you’re smilin' at me

I’m about to buy you everything

Baby girl, just leave this club with me

I got a big house in the mountains

Let’s go, and I even got a stripper poll

Excuse me miss, somebody sayin' you lookin' for me?

Look, oh my god, who do we have

Up in the club, dancin' for me?

Why you upstaging these chicks?

Girl, you got the dance owned

How can I make you understand that I wanna…

Rub, I wanna touch, every little inch of your body (your body)

Girl, you need to go with me

It’s the last call, alcohol, girl (yes it is)

When you see me

Two of us, your block, back of Maybach

Black shades on, down low in your hood

Smokin' on that good

Don’t take a picture or autograph

Crack some jokes, make me laugh

Take some shots, baby now, come to my hotel

Girl I love the way you’re teasin' me

You and your girlfriend on the dance floor

I’m thinkin' a minage tois

Won’t you jump up off in my car?

Girl, it’s so pretty

Leather interior, custom made for me

Let the top of that go back, then we’ll pull off from the club *real slow*

So fans can take a pic

Girl I get a kick out of splurgin' on you

Nordstrom, Prada, Gucci, Fendi, Vicky Secret’s too

Baby, sky’s the limit where we go from here

Once we’re in that Benz

Girl, take me serious when I say, I wanna walk out of here with you