J. Cole - In The Morning (Feat. Drake)

Baby you summertime fine
I let you get on top
I be the underline
I'm 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 I'm wondering
what type of shit you wantin'
Do you like the finer things
or you a simple woman
Would you drink with a nigga
Do you smoke weed
Don't be ashamed it
Ain't no thing
I used to blow trees
Gettin' lifted
I quit but shit
I might get high with you
It's only fitting
Cause I'm 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 niggas
hollerin' who was that
Oh boy she bad nigga
what you 'bout do with that
I'm finna take you home
Just sip a little patron
Now we zonin'
Baby you so fine
And can I hit it in the morning
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
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
Drink that dinner wine slow
I'm trying to make the goose bumps
on your inner thigh show
I'll let you beat me there
as far as finish lines go
Yeah and if you gotta
leave for work
I'll be right here in the same bed
that you left me in
I love thick 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
I'm joking
I mean that thing is poking
I mean you kinda like that girl
That's 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
Don't need a towel
We could dry off in the covers
And when you think you like it
I promise you gon' love it
Yeah when lights
coming through the drapes
and we both yawning
I roll over and ask if
Can I hit it in the morning yeah
Can I hit it in the morning yeah
Can I hit it in the morning yeah
The sun rising while you moanin'
baby can I hit it in the morning ah
Can I hit it in the morning yeah
Can I hit it in the morning
The sun rising while you moanin'
Hey God Bless
The child that can hold his own
God Bless the woman
that can hold patron
God Bless the home girl
that drove us home
No strings attached
like a cordless phone
You see my intentions
with you is clear
I'm learning not to judge a woman
by the shit that she wears
Therefore you shouldn't judge
a nigga off 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 you're scared
if you're scared
But if you through frontin'
We can do somethin'
And you know just
what I'm talking about tomorrow
You'll be calling out
Cause tonight we getting right
into the wee morn'
Cooking nigga breakfast after sex
is like a reward
Then I go my own way
You think about me all day
That's just a warning
Can I hit it in the morning
Can I hit it in the morning
Can I hit it in the morning
The sun rising while you moanin'
Can I hit it in the morning
Can I hit it in the morning
Can I hit it in the morning
The sun rising while you moanin'

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