After the show it's the after party and  
 After the party is the hotel lobby and  
 After the Belve then it's probably Cris, and  
 After the original it was probably this (Fiesta)  
 Yes ma, Bed-Stuy, Fiesta  
 Remix with the homie from the Mid-West Side  
 Game recognize, game hoes do too  
 It's the new two live  
 Who I supposed you knew  
 So thugs, pop yo toasters  
 But don't approach us or  
 Bullets'll chase you  
 Like Moett Momoso  
 Catch us both closer  
 Racin twin pochus  
 Box us with glass that'll pop you  
 and make you boast us  
 Whoever come closest - you've been warned  
 But niggaz don't get the picture 'till the weapons is drawn  
 Make ya wait backstage, baby girl it's on  
  
 [Jay-Z & R. Kelly]  
 And we'll be drinkin 'till six in the mornin  
  
 [R. Kelly]  
 In the back of the club with mama  
 Poppin bottles of Cris with mama  
 Put the ? on the tab for mama  
 Throwin hundreds up for grabs for mama  
 Cause it's about the gold out tonight  
 I'ma be drinkin 'till the early biz-ide (that's right)  
 Nigga high like a muh'fucker cause I  
 Take three-hundreds just to make me really hiz-high  
 My, my, my, my  
 It what they all say when they see the fo' tonight  
 They say - my, my, my, my  
 Everytime they see them big things on my ? (haha)  
  
 1 - [R. Kelly]  
 Well y'all gotta club  
 They ain't bookin wit arenas  
 Got'cha man sayin "Plenty have you seen her?"  
 Yeah she wit me on the low gettin high offa doe  
 Get her knees on the floor  
  
 [R. Kelly]  
 Fiesta - Fiesta, Fiesta  
 Fiesta, Fiesta  
 Fiesta, Fiesta  
 Fiesta, Fiesta  
 Fiesta, Fiesta  
 Fiesta, Fiesta  
 Fiesta, Fiesta  
 Fiesta, Fiesta  
  
 [R. Kelly]  
 Switchin lanes in Six in the 'burbs  
 I met a girl named Tasha in the 'burbs  
 Took the hood then I moved into the 'burbs  
 The normal Sheriff's are Police's in the 'burbs (that's right)  
 Now we about the tear this club up  
 Don't worry 'bout it  
 This is cause I that show up  
 Ready to FOO! Knock 'em fresh right outta Phys. Ed.  
 I need some BOO! From all the honey's on B-Air  
 I said - my, my, my, my (yeah)  
 It's what them thugs yellin when them strippers on they fiz-oh  
 They say - my, my, my, my (yeah)  
 That Kisha yellin from the up and down ?  
  
 Repeat 1  
  
 [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 gliss in the light  
 I'm wit Roclain right?  
 So I'm rich for life  
 I'm like Heaven  
 Everybody wanna get to me  
 How you make it to the gates? Son forget the key  
 I'm the one God chose so you blessed to me  
 Gotti Floyd got'cha high off that Ecstacy  
  
 [Verse Five]  
 Yeah, what, what  
 Aiiyo I come through stunnin  
 Plus I'm gettin blunned in the new six-hundred  
 Wit the big rims on it  
 We rock rocks that are like ya shoulders  
 Gotta lotta hot cars but the drops is colored (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 doe  
 Mami - roll more trees before it's time to go  
 C'mon..  
  
 [R. Kelly]  
 If you got Cash Money then you feelin shit, and  
 If you rollin on them things then you feelin shit  
 If you drunk off in the club then you feelin shit  
 If you'se a motherfuckin thug then you feelin shit  
 If you smokin on some Dro then you feelin shit, and  
 If you off the Ecstacy you got's to feel this shit  
 If you sippin on some Cris you got's to feel this shit, and  
 If you throwin up then chill, you've got to feel this shit  
 Fiesta..  
  
 Fiesta, Fiesta {*repeated until fade