The Isley Brothers
Showdown Vol. 1
Songwriters: Kelly, RobertIt's my house for me to live not yours
Word up, I'm on my way one}
No, look I'll be back alright? Go to sleep}
Hmmm?
And give me what I've waited for
I need you to meet me at the forum
Kelly you won't see tomorrow
Frank, listen turn the music down
'Bout to show you how I throw down
Now Kelly
You don't supposed to be talking to me like that}
It's about to be a showdown
For you and me so let's get down
Aisha, daddy's home baby
{Hello, hello!
Man I tell you it's a battle call
{Da da da da da da da
Now wait a minute, I didn't ask you all that
Then that's it then}
My rodeo be like up and down
What is this? Hmmm}
Aisha, what's going on?
I'm up man, what you need be?
I'm about to lay your body down
Hold on, didn't I tell you not to talk to me I'm on the phone!
Rodeo be like up and down
So any last words before I draw these cannons
Black and Asian girl
Sip some aphrodisiac and baby girl it's on
No, I don't know where she is}
Feed me girl cause I'm so hungry
Yeah Francis
{You don't know where she is?
If I wanted to I could on the floors
From contagious all the way to Mrs. Price
Black and Asian girl
I just want to know where she is, and if you don't know, that's it
You know when I'm on the phone
{Hello
{Angie
Got plenty money but I'm still lonely
'Cause when the smoke clears I'll be the last man standing at the
Tongue diamond pierced with a look that's kinky
Stop I'm on the phone, who is this?
I'll be making you my lady
It's about to be a showdown
{What kind of business?
Anything that you want me to do
Now no disrespect but man I'm tired
Gotta have you now 'cause me so
Sleeves up Mr. Biggs 'cause I'm about to get
You put me to the test and now I'm sticking out my chest
Acting like you want me to turn you
Showdown
I'm about to lay your body down
Baby it's about to be a
What you mean? What's going on?
Rodeo be like up and down
I'm sick and tired of you and this down low fight
Doped out and scared
About 8 or 9 black stallions riding up
I'm about to lay your body down
Henney and Chris you know that boy's tore up
Well do you know where she is?
Showdown
See I dated Lila '98 of September
I remember so clearly we were coming from an opera
Yeah
Oh and saddle up the horses, we gone take us a little ride
How clever you were when you slipped her your number
I promise you I will do all these words to this song
Hurry up and come on in and close the door
We been in and out of fights on these videos
'Bout to show you how I throw down
But I'mma make you love me
Yeah
Wild, Wild West, sick and tired of your mess
Hmmm?
Got plenty of honeys
No, I don't know where she is, Frank
'Cause all these years it's my back you've been riding
You wonder why we're always at it, there it is
Haven't you come enough?
I'm like, what?
Yeah Francis
I'm about to lay your body down
It's Mr. Biggs screaming showdown
S E got me going crazy
Francis, it's me Frank
{Holla
Listen get up right now
Business}
Showdown
Baby it's about to be a
Hello?
My business!
Off in the club girl you dance so freaky
Can I come?
It's not enough room in this town
I'll do anything 'cause I'm feeling you
Thugged out as hell
'Bout to show you how I throw down
Puff puff give now let me hit it once more
Angie
Mr. Biggs
My rodeo be like up and down
It's time to put an end to your late night creeps
Wake up girl, move over, I gotta go, I'll be back
Like a raging bull I'm about to charge you
Attitude like what, Kelly take me now
Sip some aphrodisiac and baby girl it's on
I knew something was funny when she stopped paging
'Bout to show you how I throw down
'Bout to show you how I throw down
You done it now with Ms. Black Aisha
You took her from me, yeah right you don't remember
Tattoo on your tummy
Tattoo on your tummy
Now it's about time you felt the real rodeo
Is Aisha over there?
I'm about to lay your body down
TJ!
Yeah, TJ
Like fiesta, fiesta still moving the crowd
Fake ass niggas get out and close my door
I ain't got nothing to do with all y'alls business, that's on y'all
Out of all the girls I've loved before
Now give me the mic so I can get buck wild
My rodeo be like up and down
Now any last words before my pistol speaks
Who's really on the down low
I'm about to get up on it
Through the doors like a western flick, the club is crunked
I know that makes y'all wanna know
House, cars, shopping malls
But I'mma make you love me
Aisha ain't over here
I promise I will do all the words to this song
Aisha, hmmm



