[Jay-Z]

After the show it's the after party 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

Game recognize game, hoes do too

It's the new 2 Live Crew, I suppose you knew

So thugs, pop yo' toasters, but don't approach us or

Bullets'll chase you like Moet mimosas

Catch us both coasts, racin twin Porsches

Boxes with glocks that'll pop ya to make ya ghost-es

Whoever come closest - you've been warned

But niggaz don't get the picture 'til the weapons is drawn

Make your way backstage, baby girl it's on

And we'll be drinkin 'til six in the mornin



[R. Kelly]

In the back of the club with ma-ma

Poppin bottles of Cris with ma-ma

Put the bar on the tab for ma-ma

Throwin hundreds up for grabs for ma-ma

Cause it's about to go down tonight

I'ma be drinkin 'til the early liz-ight (that's right)

Nigga high like a muh'fuckin 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 only cause I



[Breakdown: R. Kelly]

While y'all gotta club, they done fuckin wit arenas

Gotcha man sayin "Kelly have you seen her?"

Yeah she wit me on the low

Gettin high off the 'dro, got her knees on the flo'



[R. Kelly]

Fiesta - Fiesta, Fiesta

Fiesta, Fiesta

Fiesta, Fiesta

Fiesta, Fiesta

Fiesta, Fiesta

Fiesta, Fiesta

Fiesta, Fiesta

Fiesta, Fiesta



[R. Kelly]

Switchin lanes in my Six, in the 'burbs

I met a girl named Tasha, in the 'burbs

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 honey's on the DL

I said - my, my, my, my (yeah)

It's what them thugs yellin when the strippers on fizzles

They say - my, my, my, my (yeah)

Got Kisha yellin from that up and down sizzle



[Breakdown]



[R. Kelly]

Fiesta!



[Gotti]

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 wit Roc-Land 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 higher than that ecstacy



[Boo]

Aiiyo I come through stunnin, plus I'm gettin blunted

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 (aahh)

You see V-I-P; me, Kelly, Gotti, and Hov'

Drinkin Cris' like its H-2-O

All we do is spend cheese cause we love the dough

Mami roll more trees before it's time to go

C'mon..



[R. Kelly]

If you got cash money then you feel this shit

And if you rollin on them things then you feel this shit

If you drunk off in the club then you feel this shit

If you'se a motherfuckin thug then you feel this shit

If you smokin on some 'dro then you feel this shit

And if you off that ecstacy you gots to feel this shit

If you sippin on some Cris' you gots to feel this shit

And if you throwin up and shit, you gots to feel this shit

Fiesta..



Fiesta, Fiesta {*repeated until fade*}