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Cassidy Feat. R.Kelly- Hotel
by
Jimmy Iovine time
Chase cheese, rhyme 'til my voice give out
This is it my niggas, this what we boast about
Now I'm here, so shut your motherfucking
out 6 in the mornin'
We goin' Chi-Town steppin' out to the club lettin' out
And we goin' sex it out, 'til we all checkin' out
I got my chicks, I'ma
Checkin' out 6 in the mornin' (six in the mornin')
We gon' Chi-town step it out, 'til the club lettin' out
Then we gon' sex it out, 'til we all checking out
gon' sex it out, 'til we all checkin' out.
I got my chicks I'ma bring to the tele,
we 'bout to do the damn thing, sing to 'em Kelly.
R. Kelly:
It's
Intro: R. Kelly (Sean Paul)
All the ladies in the club (Send on!!!)
It's your boyfriend would you wine for me
All the ladies in the club
My heart hit the floor, and it cracked like porcelain
Why are you forcin' it? I'm 'bout to forfeit
I had it up to here with all your shit
I'm tired
exercise do
If it's an issue I pistol whip you
Keep lettin' the pistol hit you
'Til them people wit' you
Can't recognize you
Some guys try not to die
But
Checkin' out 6 in the mornin' (six in the mornin')
We gon' Chi-town step it out, 'til the club lettin' out
Then we gon' sex it out, 'til we all checking out
the mornin' (six in the mornin')
We gon' Chi-town step it out, 'til the club lettin' out
Then we gon' sex it out, 'til we all checking out
I got my chicks I'ma
Shawty)
What It Do
He Mad Cause I'm Lookin But I Already Fucked Her
I Got These Niggas Mad Cause (I'm A Flirt)
[Chorus]
[Verse 4: R. Kelly]
It's The Remix
Then we gon' sex it out, 'til we all checking out
I got my chicks I'ma bring to the telly
We 'bout to do the damn thing, sing to 'em Kelly.
It's
Machine Gun Kelly is as self-effacing as he
Is talented known also
By his real name Colson
Baker, MGK effortlessly defies
Easy categorization from
there
Let's capture this moment if I hit it then I own it
Marijuanin every mornin'
And Patronin', girl, we groanin'
But that pussy got me feeling like
the life of the party
The same old good-time Charlie
Friday night I get to buzzin'
'Til I'm feelin' nothin'
Drinkin' 2-for-1s way past two
By
Ladies, it's ya boyfriend, I hope y'all like to do it, like I like to do it
[Chorus]
Til' the sun comes up, yo can I hit it til' the mornin
It's funny, but so true
I'd rather be 80 year old me than 20 year old you
'Til I'm hitting old age, still can fill a whole page with a 10 year old's
on them thangs like every day
Big beats, hit streets, see gangsters roamin'
And parties don't stop 'til eight in the mornin'
Welcome to Atlanta, where
on them thangs like every day
Big beats, hit streets, see gangsters roamin'
And parties don't stop 'til eight in the mornin'
Welcome to Atlanta, where
u take a picture (He!)
She gave me time to pause
And it go like
Suit (Uh huh)
My ice (Uh huh)
My stunnas, now pause
R. Kelly (That's what's up)
violence
The only bags you get are the ones under both eyelids
You don't go by in the Rolls flyin' with low mileage
You don't own it and don't drive it, just
playing all the right songs
To the BM, rims are muy bien
It's R. Kelly killer camp
Girl can you dig now
Next time you see him yo he lay Mr. Big style
out, and we goin' sex it out,
'til we all checkin' out. I got my chicks
I'm a bring to the tele, we 'bout to do the damn thing, sing to 'em Kelly
to pause
And it go like suit (uh huh), my ice (uh huh), my stunnas now pause
R. Kelly (that's what's up)
Kellz and Nelly (that's what's up)
Get that paper
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