Till 6 In da Morning

Hook:

Call everybody you know

This praise party's gon' be out of control

When the cops come knocking at the door

Tell them:

We ain't leavin'

"til 6 in da morning"

Everybody let's go

This praise party's gon' be out of control

When the cops come knocking at the door

Tell them:

We ain't leavin'

"til 6 in da morning"

Verse 1:

(nah) i ain't sittin' home bored no more

It's time for the party

I'm headed out the door

And when i get there i don't need to sip

No barcardi or 40

I ain't that shorty

So, if you naughty

Get outta my way

Cause i'm ms. ty scott

Not ms. jackson- okay

See today's gon' be one a those days

When i praise til i drop

Shabach non-stop

I'mma give him all this breath that i got

Lift his name high

This is real hip hop

Lemme see your hands

From the bottom to the top

Move to the right

To the left

Now stop

Oh no, let's not do that

Cause this here party is right on track

Hold in our praise

Y'all know that's wack

So let's get it crunk

Make the devil lean back

Hook (repeat):

Verse 2

I'm going to kick this hope you get this

Spit this swiftly until it rids your sickness

(it's on) i ring the alarm like fushnikens

Got you looking at what's hot

Cooking in the kitchen

(indeed) man i don't need the weed at all

Called the salt of the earth i'm here to season all

Praising, breaking shackles like paul

All needs met i bet you see me at the mall

The abundant life i live

Watch me ball

The battle is not mine i don't have to brawl.

When i raise my fist, it's just to praise god

The enemy is dismissed he just plays hrad.

Full of illusions, cruising for more bruising

The conclusion, he's next set for execution

Praise i'm using walking in faith and fun

But a dried out saint

I ain't the one!

Verse 3:

(yo, yo)

Don't fight it

Time fe gi' him praise

We know you like it

Get your hands up

Jus' like dis

Party caan done

Til the fiyah set

More fiyah yet

(yo)

When we step pon de scene

Devil know se

Change gwan come

Him party time done- caw

We sent him leavin' on the next plane

And we know he won't be back again

Now it's time for ps to take over

The buffalo soldiers

Fight for jehovah

Kingston to dova

More range than a rover

Come big him up

Just like we told ya

Is a bashment party now

All ova de place

Get started now

Wave your hands in de air and shout

"big him up, big him up"

Let's turn this party out

Hook (repeat)