Song: Laundromat ~~ 2003 ~~ 4:29
Artist: Nivea featuring R. Kelly
LP/CD: Nivea ~~ Jive ~~ 2003
Composer: R. Kelly
{Baby, who that is?}
Dont worry about who that is, it aint you
{You got somebody else over there}
Dont worry about it, Keith
If you was over here takin care of business
You wouldnt have to ask me no questions like that
{Oh, girl, please}
Oh, girl, please my a**, who that is over there
{Are you mockin me now}
Boy, aint nobody got to mock you
{Yeah, you mockin me}
{You get your little record deal and s***, and think you all that}
Bye, Keith
{Nivea, hello}
Yous a lyin, cheatin son of a
The way you do me, boy, Im tired of takin your s***
See, I know all about those fast h**s up in college
Shorty, you need to stop it, hello {Yeah}
Baby, why you trippin on s*** you dont know about (Hmm)
Believin every god**** thing that you hear about
(But its nothin that I heard) Wait a minute, just hear me out
You dont even know about my doings and whereabouts
See, youre wrong there, I busted you comin out some girls house
{Now whats that posed to mean} Nothin till you kissed her in her mouth
Boy, lets stop wastin time, its pretty clear that yous a liar
Tired of sittin around here with all your phony alibi
Soap, powder, bleach, towels (Oh...)
Fabric softener, dollars, change
Pants, socks (Oh), dirty drawers
Im headed to the Laundromat
Oh, lets no forget the food stains (Food stains), dirt spots (Oh)
Hand sweats (Oh...), chips, pop
Pay phones, clean house (Boy)
Im headed to the Laundromat, yeah
{So baby, what you sayin} Baby, read between the lines
Do I have to spell it out to you, Im sayin goodbye
{Oh, girl, quit playin, Im the only thing you got}
Youre the only thing I got , but then I must not have a lot
Girl, you cant be serious, in fact I think youre gamin
(Look, just call my manager and he will make the arrangements)
So you really gon go through with this (Hell, yes, cause Im fed up with
this)
Girl, how you just gon leave like this (Because you werent true to this)
Soap, powder (Ooh...), bleach, towels
Fabric softener (Oh, baby), dollars, change
Pants, socks (Oh), dirty drawers (Oh)
Im goin to the Laundromat
Oh, lets no forget the food stains (Oh...), dirt spots
Hand sweats (Ooh...), chips, pop
Pay phones, clean house (Boy)
Im goin to the Laundromat, hello
{Baby, can we talk about it} What is there to talk about
You done hurt me time again, you brought me up then break me down
{Well, baby, girl, Im sorry} Well, sorrys not gon do it
Im for real, this time, boy, Im through {Girl, Im bout to lose it}
No, wait, now I suggest you dont go tryin nothin stupid
{Oh, baby, I just dont know what I would do if I was to lose you}
{Hello, are you there}
Goodbye
Soap, powder, bleach (Oh...), towels
Fabric softener, dollars, change (Yeah...)
Pants, socks, dirty drawers
Im headed to the Laundromat
Oh, lets no forget the food (Food) stains (Stains), dirt (Dirt) spots (Spots)
Hand (Hand sweats) sweats, chips, pop (Ho...)
Pay phones, clean house (Boy)
Im headed to the Laundromat, yeah
Soap, powder (I cant take it no more), bleach, towels
Fabric (Ooh, its time to hit door) softener, dollars, change
Pants, socks (Pants and socks), dirty drawers (Dirty towels)
(Oh, Ive been puttin up with your s*** for a while now)
Oh, lets no forget the food stains (No more cryin), dirt spots (Tired of your
lyin)
Hand sweats (Youve got to go, boy), chips, pop (Im cleanin my house now)
Pay phones (Oh...), clean house
Im headed to the Laundromat
Soap, powder, bleach, towels
Fabric softener
Transcribed by: Char Star
Uploaded on: March 5, 2003
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