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- J. Cole In The Morning 歌詞
- J. Cole
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Baby you summertime fine I let you get on top I be the underline
Im trying to get beside you like the number 9 dime
You fine as hell I guess I met you for a reason only time can tell
But well Im wondering what type of shit you wantin
Do you like the finer things or you a simple woman
Would you drink with a n-gga do you smoke weed
Dont be ashamed it aint no thing I used to blow trees
Gettin lifted I quit but sh-t I might get high with you
Its only fitting cause Im looking super fly with you
A flower you are powerful you do something to me
Cause girl I caught the vibe like you threw something to me
So i threw em back now all my n-ggas hollerin who was that
Oh boy she bad n-gga what you bout do with that
Im finna take you home just sip a little patron
Now we zonin baby you so fine
And can I hit it in the morning
And can I hit it in the morning
And can I hit it in the morning
The sun rising while you moanin
And can I hit it in the morning
And can I hit it in the morning
And can I hit it in the morning
The sun rising while you moanin
Uh baby you winter time cold
The night is still young drinking dinner wine slow
Im trying to make the goose bumps on your inner thigh show
Ill let you beat me there as far as finish lines go
Yeah and if you gotta leave for work
Ill be right here in the same bed that youleft me in
I love big women cause my aunt she rode equestrian
I used to go to the stables and get those kids to bet me
And I would always ride the stallions whenever she let me
Im joking I mean that thing is poking
I mean you kinda like that girl thats in the US Open
I mean I got this hidden agenda that you provoking
I got bath water that you can soak in
Things I could do with lotion
Dont need a towel we could dry off in the covers
And when you think you like it I promise you gonna love it
Yeah well lights coming through the drapes and we both yawning
I roll over and ask if..
And can I hit it in the morning
And can I hit it in the morning
And can I hit it in the morning
The sun rising while you moanin
Baby
And can I hit it in the morning
And can I hit it in the morning
And can I hit it in the morning
The sun rising while you moanin
Hey hey God Bless the child that can hold his own
God Bless the woman that can hold patron
God Bless the homegirl that drove us home
No strings attached like a cordless phone
You see my intentions with you is clear
Im learning not to judge a woman by the shit that she wears
Therefore you shouldnt judge a n-gga off of the shit that you hear
Get all defensive apprehensive all because my career
To be fair I know we barely know each other and yeah
Somehow I wound up in your bed so where we headin from here
Just say youre scared if youre scared
But if you through frontin we can do somethin
And you know just what Im talking about tomorrow youll be calling out
Cause tonight we getting right into the wee morn
Cooking n-gga breakfast after sex is like a reward
Then I go my way and you think about me all day thats just a warning
And can I hit it in the morning
And can I hit it in the morning
And can I hit it in the morning
The sun rising while you moanin
And can I hit it in the morning
And can I hit it in the morning
And can I hit it in the morning
The sun rising while you moanin
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