Hit It Till The Mornin Lyrics - Do Or Die

Ladies, it's your boyfriend 

I hope y'all like to do it 

Like I like to do it 

Till the sun comes up, yo, can I hit it till the mornin 

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

We ride, get high, hit clubs, we ball, we bad 

Till the sun comes up, yo, can I hit it till the mornin 

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

We ride, get high, hit clubs, we ball, we bad 

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 who 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 get down ass hoe for 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 

Put the dial on her booty make her lively 

Most likely, she think I'ma 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, I'ma be the one you call 

When you wanna get a hit until the early mon, pimp on 

Till the sun comes up, yo, can I hit it till the mornin 

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

We ride, get high, hit clubs, we ball, we bad 

Hoppin' out the fancy cars that money can buy 

Chick on my side, step off up in the club, 708 reppin' the 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 is gonna give it to you how you like it, I'll be bumpin' on dat 

Till the sun comes up, yo, can I hit it till the mornin 

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

We ride, get high, hit clubs, we ball, we bad 

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 

I'ma make it do, what it do you dig? 

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 

Till the sun comes up, yo, can I hit it till the mornin 

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

We ride, get high, hit clubs, we ball, we bad 

Till the sun comes up, yo, can I hit it till the mornin 

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

We ride, get high, hit clubs, we ball, we bad