[Intro: R. Kelly]
Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm
Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm
Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm
Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm...

[Verse 1: R. Kelly]
Chilling in my four point six at the light
'Bout to be VIP for the night
Shorty in the drop top V made a right
Pull up to her bumper, baby beeped twice
Jumped out the whip like I was the police
Didn't have a gun, but my wrist said freeze
Got Friday on a DVD
She's a baller and I'm a baller
Wha-what?

[Chorus: R. Kelly]
To all my hot girls living fiesta
To all my hot boys living fiesta
To all my Chi-town n***as, fiesta
And all my uptown n***as, fiesta
To all my players and my hustlers, fiesta
And if you sitting on them blades, fiesta
To all my honies in the club, fiesta
And if you rolling with a thug, fiesta
[Verse 2: R. Kelly]
We be off in the club sipping lot
Red-eye deep in the club puffing lye
Strippers in the back of the club showing live
Soon as I get a buzz I'm showing out
House on top of the hill, counting what?
Who's gonna buy the bar? Got enough
Take the haters out in the back, rough 'em up
I'm a baller, now where's my ballers?
Wha-what?

[Chorus: R. Kelly]
To all my hot girls living fiesta
To all my hot boys living fiesta
To all my Chi-town n***as, fiesta
And all my uptown n***as, fiesta
To all my players and my hustlers, fiesta
And if you sitting on them blades, fiesta
To all my honies in the club, fiesta
And if you rolling with a thug, fiesta

[Bridge: R. Kelly]
We pop Cris' on a daily base
Plus we got honies all up in the place
Bout to wild out in a major way
So put your hands up if you made your pay
Add a little juice to the Tanqueray
And let the ice show 'til it blind her face
Rockland sitting on Capitol Hill
Trackmasters make capital deals
[Verse 3: Gotti]
Now look at Gotti iced out with the blingy-bling
And a big body sitting on them gleamy things
Now Rockland n***as know the means of cream
Kelly, R&B Thug and it sings to king
Got PJ n***as in Cabrini–Green (thugged out)
Hot chicks down to do anything
Cop them mo' chicks
Cop mo' bricks, pop mo' Cris'
Ay Kelly drop mo' hits

[Verse 4: Boo]
What you know about them cats that be spendin' the dough
Every day drink Henny and a bottle of Mo'
Ride whips, hitting chicks, blowing twenties on 'dro
To the club thirty deep, plenty of ice to show
Mami say she never rolled in a six before (fiesta)
Never seen a young cat this rich before
Yeah Kelly made the way for these n***as to blow (fiesta)
Thugged out, 2G, Rockland for sure (fiesta)

[Chorus: R. Kelly]
To all my hot girls living fiesta
To all my hot boys living fiesta
To all my Chi-town n***as, fiesta
And all my uptown n***as, fiesta
To all my players and my hustlers, fiesta
And if you sitting on them blades, fiesta
To all my honies in the club, fiesta
And if you rolling with a thug, fiesta
To all my hot girls living fiesta
To all my hot boys living fiesta
To all my Chi-town n***as, fiesta
And all my uptown n***as, fiesta
To all my players and my hustlers, fiesta