In the Morning

Baby, you summertime fine

I let you get on top, I be the underline, I'm

Tryna get beside you like the number nine, dime

You fine as hell

I guess I met you for a reason, only time can tell

But well, I'm wonderin' what type of shıt you wantin'

Do you like the finer things or you a simple woman?

Would you drink with a nıgga? Do you smoke wǝǝd?

Don't be ashamed, it ain't no thing, I used to blow trees

Gettin' lifted, I quit but shıt, I might get high with you

It's only fittin' 'cause I'm lookin' super fly with you

A flower, you are powerful, you do somethin' to me

'Cause girl, I caught the vibe like you threw somethin' to me

So I threw 'em back, now all my nıggas hollerin', "Who was that?"

"Oh boy, she bad nıgga, what you 'bout to 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 mornin'?

Can I hit it in the mornin'?

And can I hit it in the mornin'?

The Sun risin' while you moanin'

And can I hit it in the mornin'?

Can I hit it in the mornin'?

And can I hit it in the mornin'?

The Sun risin' while you moanin'

Uh, baby, you wintertime cold

The night is still young, drink that dinner wine slow

I'm tryna make the goosebumps 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 them kids to bet me

And I would always ride the stallions whenever she let me

I'm jokin', I mean that thing is pokin'

I mean you kinda like that girl that's in the US Open

I mean I got this hidden agenda that you provokin'

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 gonna love it

Yeah, when lights comin' through the drapes and we both yawnin'

I roll over and ask if I can hit it in the mornin'

Yeah, can I hit it in the mornin'?

Yeah, can I hit it in the mornin'?

Yeah, the Sun risin' while you moanin', baby

Can I hit it in the mornin', uh?

Can I hit it in the mornin', yeah?

Can I hit it in the mornin'?

The Sun risin' while you moanin'

Hey, God bless the child that can hold his own

God bless the woman that can hold Patron

God bless her homegirl that drove us home

No strings attached like a cordless phone

You see my intentions with you was clear

I'm learnin' not to judge a woman by the shıt that she wear

Therefore you shouldn't judge a nıgga off the shıt 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 headed 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 talkin' about

Tomorrow you'll be callin' out

'Cause tonight we gettin' right into the wee morn'

Cook a nıgga breakfast after sǝx is like a reward

Then I go my own way, you think about me all day

That's just a warnin'

And can I hit it in the mornin'?

Can I hit it in the mornin'?

Can I hit it in the mornin'?

The Sun risin' while you moanin'

Can I hit it in the mornin'?

Can I hit it in the mornin'?

And can I hit it in the mornin'?

The Sun risin' while you moanin', yeah