| Song | Trapped In The Closet Chapter 2 (Dirty Version) - Dirty Version |
| Artist | R. Kelly |
| Album | Tp.3 Reloaded |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Kelly | |
| Well... | |
| Now he's staring at me like | |
| As if he was starin in a mirror | |
| She yells honey let me explain | |
| He says you don't have to go no further | |
| I can clearly see what's goin on | |
| Behind my back, in my bed, in my home | |
| Then I said wait a minute now hold on | |
| I said mister we can work this out | |
| She said honey don't lose control | |
| Tried to get him to calm down | |
| He said ho I should've known | |
| That you would go and do some bogus shit up in my house | |
| But the Christian in me gave you the benefit of the doubt | |
| I said we need to resolve this | |
| Then he stepped to me, I'm like whoa | |
| There's a reason I'm in this closet | |
| He says, yeah like what, are you talkin clothes | |
| I met this girl at the Paje's club | |
| And she told me she didn't have a man | |
| Then he said man please, | |
| I'd kill you if you didn't have that gun in ya hand | |
| And I said but yo chick chose me | |
| He said don't give me that mack shit please | |
| His phone goes off and then things get a little more interesting | |
| He steps a little closer | |
| I point my gun and says I'm not the one you after | |
| He says somethin I bet you didn't know my man | |
| Did she tell you that I was a pastor | |
| I said well good that's betta right | |
| Why can't we handle this Christian- like | |
| And I started to put the gun down | |
| Til I saw his face still had a frown | |
| She started cryin, sayin baby I'm sorry | |
| Then he said baby not as sorry as you're gonna be | |
| I started inchin out | |
| He says no I want you to see this | |
| Said I gotta get out this house | |
| He said not til I reveal my secret | |
| I'm like what is goin on inside his head | |
| Then he takes his phone and calls somebody up and says | |
| Hello, Baby, turn the car around | |
| Listen I just need for you to get right back here now (Click) | |
| He looks at me and says well since we're all comin out the closet | |
| I'm not about to be the only one that's broken hearted | |
| She said what do you mean | |
| And he said just wait and see | |
| I said somebody betta talk to me | |
| And then his phone rang | |
| He picks up and somebody says sweetheart I'm downstairs | |
| And he's like I'll buzz you up | |
| I'm on the fifth floor, hurry take the stairs | |
| And I'm like who is this mystery lady that you're talking to | |
| He says in time you both will know the shockin truth | |
| Baby this is something I been wanting to get off my chest for a long, long time | |
| Then I said now Imma shoot you both if you don't say what's on ya mind | |
| He said wait I hear somebody comin up the stairs | |
| And I'm lookin on the door | |
| He says I think you betta sit down in the chair | |
| I says I'm gonna count to four | |
| 1, he says mister wait | |
| 2, she says please don't shoot | |
| 3, he says don't shoot me | |
| 4, she screams | |
| Then a knock at the door, the guns in my hands | |
| He opens the door, I can't believe it's a man |
| zuo ci : Kelly | |
| Well... | |
| Now he' s staring at me like | |
| As if he was starin in a mirror | |
| She yells honey let me explain | |
| He says you don' t have to go no further | |
| I can clearly see what' s goin on | |
| Behind my back, in my bed, in my home | |
| Then I said wait a minute now hold on | |
| I said mister we can work this out | |
| She said honey don' t lose control | |
| Tried to get him to calm down | |
| He said ho I should' ve known | |
| That you would go and do some bogus shit up in my house | |
| But the Christian in me gave you the benefit of the doubt | |
| I said we need to resolve this | |
| Then he stepped to me, I' m like whoa | |
| There' s a reason I' m in this closet | |
| He says, yeah like what, are you talkin clothes | |
| I met this girl at the Paje' s club | |
| And she told me she didn' t have a man | |
| Then he said man please, | |
| I' d kill you if you didn' t have that gun in ya hand | |
| And I said but yo chick chose me | |
| He said don' t give me that mack shit please | |
| His phone goes off and then things get a little more interesting | |
| He steps a little closer | |
| I point my gun and says I' m not the one you after | |
| He says somethin I bet you didn' t know my man | |
| Did she tell you that I was a pastor | |
| I said well good that' s betta right | |
| Why can' t we handle this Christian like | |
| And I started to put the gun down | |
| Til I saw his face still had a frown | |
| She started cryin, sayin baby I' m sorry | |
| Then he said baby not as sorry as you' re gonna be | |
| I started inchin out | |
| He says no I want you to see this | |
| Said I gotta get out this house | |
| He said not til I reveal my secret | |
| I' m like what is goin on inside his head | |
| Then he takes his phone and calls somebody up and says | |
| Hello, Baby, turn the car around | |
| Listen I just need for you to get right back here now Click | |
| He looks at me and says well since we' re all comin out the closet | |
| I' m not about to be the only one that' s broken hearted | |
| She said what do you mean | |
| And he said just wait and see | |
| I said somebody betta talk to me | |
| And then his phone rang | |
| He picks up and somebody says sweetheart I' m downstairs | |
| And he' s like I' ll buzz you up | |
| I' m on the fifth floor, hurry take the stairs | |
| And I' m like who is this mystery lady that you' re talking to | |
| He says in time you both will know the shockin truth | |
| Baby this is something I been wanting to get off my chest for a long, long time | |
| Then I said now Imma shoot you both if you don' t say what' s on ya mind | |
| He said wait I hear somebody comin up the stairs | |
| And I' m lookin on the door | |
| He says I think you betta sit down in the chair | |
| I says I' m gonna count to four | |
| 1, he says mister wait | |
| 2, she says please don' t shoot | |
| 3, he says don' t shoot me | |
| 4, she screams | |
| Then a knock at the door, the guns in my hands | |
| He opens the door, I can' t believe it' s a man |
| zuò cí : Kelly | |
| Well... | |
| Now he' s staring at me like | |
| As if he was starin in a mirror | |
| She yells honey let me explain | |
| He says you don' t have to go no further | |
| I can clearly see what' s goin on | |
| Behind my back, in my bed, in my home | |
| Then I said wait a minute now hold on | |
| I said mister we can work this out | |
| She said honey don' t lose control | |
| Tried to get him to calm down | |
| He said ho I should' ve known | |
| That you would go and do some bogus shit up in my house | |
| But the Christian in me gave you the benefit of the doubt | |
| I said we need to resolve this | |
| Then he stepped to me, I' m like whoa | |
| There' s a reason I' m in this closet | |
| He says, yeah like what, are you talkin clothes | |
| I met this girl at the Paje' s club | |
| And she told me she didn' t have a man | |
| Then he said man please, | |
| I' d kill you if you didn' t have that gun in ya hand | |
| And I said but yo chick chose me | |
| He said don' t give me that mack shit please | |
| His phone goes off and then things get a little more interesting | |
| He steps a little closer | |
| I point my gun and says I' m not the one you after | |
| He says somethin I bet you didn' t know my man | |
| Did she tell you that I was a pastor | |
| I said well good that' s betta right | |
| Why can' t we handle this Christian like | |
| And I started to put the gun down | |
| Til I saw his face still had a frown | |
| She started cryin, sayin baby I' m sorry | |
| Then he said baby not as sorry as you' re gonna be | |
| I started inchin out | |
| He says no I want you to see this | |
| Said I gotta get out this house | |
| He said not til I reveal my secret | |
| I' m like what is goin on inside his head | |
| Then he takes his phone and calls somebody up and says | |
| Hello, Baby, turn the car around | |
| Listen I just need for you to get right back here now Click | |
| He looks at me and says well since we' re all comin out the closet | |
| I' m not about to be the only one that' s broken hearted | |
| She said what do you mean | |
| And he said just wait and see | |
| I said somebody betta talk to me | |
| And then his phone rang | |
| He picks up and somebody says sweetheart I' m downstairs | |
| And he' s like I' ll buzz you up | |
| I' m on the fifth floor, hurry take the stairs | |
| And I' m like who is this mystery lady that you' re talking to | |
| He says in time you both will know the shockin truth | |
| Baby this is something I been wanting to get off my chest for a long, long time | |
| Then I said now Imma shoot you both if you don' t say what' s on ya mind | |
| He said wait I hear somebody comin up the stairs | |
| And I' m lookin on the door | |
| He says I think you betta sit down in the chair | |
| I says I' m gonna count to four | |
| 1, he says mister wait | |
| 2, she says please don' t shoot | |
| 3, he says don' t shoot me | |
| 4, she screams | |
| Then a knock at the door, the guns in my hands | |
| He opens the door, I can' t believe it' s a man |