Hit It Til The Mornin (feat. R. Kelly)

Hit It Til The Mornin (feat. R. Kelly)

Ladies, it's ya boyfriend, I hope ya'll like to do it, like I like to do it

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Til' the sun comes up, yo can I hit it til' the mornin'

I'll be sexin' you up, until the sun goes down

We ride, get high, hit clubs, we ball, we bad (2x)

TWISTA

Whatchu know about the Mobster Elites, Crucial Conflict and dem Do or Die flows

Whatchu know about Kellz & Twist- two multi-platinum artists steppin'out the suicide doors

I ain't claimin' the crown or the throne, but I know I'm Chi-town to the bone

Come and have a round of Patron and get down to the song while I tell you bout the ground I be on- Chicago

Tell a girl about K-town and the projects, downtown and all these places

Caught her starin' at the ice in my ear, she almost fainted when she saw these glaciers

Feel the words when I spit em in the mic, First I gotta get up with the mob in the light

Rollin' 40 deep to the club and I'm like, gotta see what I'm bout to fuck tonight

The party so live, and I'm bout to set it off for the 0-5

It's all good but I got the 4-5, and I found me a down ass hoe to ride

and she got a fat ol' ass that'll brighten up the room

Come let a West Side Nigga slide this dick off in yo womb, Uh huh

Put the dial on her booty make her lively, most likely, she think imma make her wifey

Got her hooked like Nike, she wanna bite me, when I come up in the room in a White-Tee

Presidential Suite, wit some drank and some kush about to get em on

After dis one night, Imma be the one you call, when you wanna get a hit until the early mon...pimp on

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R. KELLY

Hoppin' out the fattest cars that money can buy (can buy)

Chick on my side (on my side)

Step off up in the club, 708 reppin' the Chi (Chi)

I'm at the bar talkin to this chic sippin on that magic potion

Tryna get her to let me dive off in that ass like it's an ocean

(rub her down) with some heated lotion

(and now)got honey soakin'

(she's ready) for the pipe

(fuckin' wit) her emotions

Wanna show you what a true playa's like, you would swear you was in paradise

Wanna turn that ass over and ride, good-bye to them other guys

Girl if you ride out wit me I promise you won't regret it

I shoot hoop and so you know this boy is real athletic

You want me to go down on you baby don't even sweat it

Just pass the Remy to me and watch me get real nasty

R's gonna give it to you how you like it, I'll be bumpin' on dat

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NARD

Yo Kellz, take another sip, den another trip buy another fifth (now another bad bitch want me)

Grab another clip, hit it like the trip, represent the pimps (still a lot of platinum on me)

Sit back relax and watch her ride on me, get up in the morning do the same to her homie

Chuuch right here, muthafucka can't clone me

Louis Vitton, Gucci and Prada, hit it from the back and make her girlfriend holla

Pimperish but he walk like a schola, Stack the paper like the almighty dolla

Imma make it do, what it do you dig?

BELO

Well it gotta be (hoes) gotta be (dog) gotta be (dro) gotta be (well) gotta be (club) gotta be (shy) gotta be (long) gotta be (dance)

I was out West at the circle when I met this woman

She was dark-skinned had a shape like a model so I know she ain't frontin'

Put that ass in the back of the jeep and I know she's comin

Says Belo when her toes curl up when I know she's cummin

They supposed to be cummin

I can give you what you want like some dick for days

Belo be a nimfo girl, and I can kiss you where you wanna sex you 3-4 ways

Like ya lips, cheeks, arms, back, middle place

but I gotta stay true cuz I'm a realist so I gets paid

Do or Die and Kell

Chorus 2x