Ladies, it's ya boyfriend, I hope ya'll like to do it, like I like to do it
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Chorus
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Til' the sun comes up, yo can I hit it til' the mornin'
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I'll be sexin' you up, until the sun goes down
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We ride, get high, hit clubs, we ball, we bad (2x)
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TWISTA
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Whatchu know about the Mobster Elites, Crucial Conflict and dem Do or Die flows
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Whatchu know about Kellz & Twist- two multi-platinum artists steppin'out the suicide doors
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I ain't claimin' the crown or the throne, but I know I'm Chi-town to the bone
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Come and have a round of Patron and get down to the song while I tell you bout the ground I be on- Chicago
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Tell a girl about K-town and the projects, downtown and all these places
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Caught her starin' at the ice in my ear, she almost fainted when she saw these glaciers
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Feel the words when I spit em in the mic, First I gotta get up with the mob in the light
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Rollin' 40 deep to the club and I'm like, gotta see what I'm bout to fuck tonight
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The party so live, and I'm bout to set it off for the 0-5
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It's all good but I got the 4-5, and I found me a down ass hoe to ride
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and she got a fat ol' ass that'll brighten up the room
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Come let a West Side Nigga slide this dick off in yo womb, Uh huh
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Put the dial on her booty make her lively, most likely, she think imma make her wifey
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Got her hooked like Nike, she wanna bite me, when I come up in the room in a White-Tee
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Presidential Suite, wit some drank and some kush about to get em on
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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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Chorus
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R. KELLY
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Hoppin' out the fattest cars that money can buy (can buy)
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Chick on my side (on my side)
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Step off up in the club, 708 reppin' the Chi (Chi)
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I'm at the bar talkin to this chic sippin on that magic potion
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Tryna get her to let me dive off in that ass like it's an ocean
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(rub her down) with some heated lotion
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(and now)got honey soakin'
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(she's ready) for the pipe
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(fuckin' wit) her emotions
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Wanna show you what a true playa's like, you would swear you was in paradise
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Wanna turn that ass over and ride, good-bye to them other guys
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Girl if you ride out wit me I promise you won't regret it
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I shoot hoop and so you know this boy is real athletic
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You want me to go down on you baby don't even sweat it
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Just pass the Remy to me and watch me get real nasty
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R's gonna give it to you how you like it, I'll be bumpin' on dat
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Chorus
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NARD
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Yo Kellz, take another sip, den another trip buy another fifth (now another bad bitch want me)
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Grab another clip, hit it like the trip, represent the pimps (still a lot of platinum on me)
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Sit back relax and watch her ride on me, get up in the morning do the same to her homie
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Chuuch right here, muthafucka can't clone me
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Louis Vitton, Gucci and Prada, hit it from the back and make her girlfriend holla
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Pimperish but he walk like a schola, Stack the paper like the almighty dolla
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Imma make it do, what it do you dig?
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BELO
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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)
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I was out West at the circle when I met this woman
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She was dark-skinned had a shape like a model so I know she ain't frontin'
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Put that ass in the back of the jeep and I know she's comin
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Says Belo when her toes curl up when I know she's cummin
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They supposed to be cummin
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I can give you what you want like some dick for days
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Belo be a nimfo girl, and I can kiss you where you wanna sex you 3-4 ways
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Like ya lips, cheeks, arms, back, middle place
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but I gotta stay true cuz I'm a realist so I gets paid
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Do or Die and Kell
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Chorus 2x
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Hit It Til The Mornin feat. Twista & Do Or Die
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