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 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 hollering, 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 moaning

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 moaning

Uh, Baby you winter time cold

The night is still young drink that dinner wine slow

I'm tryna make the goosebumps on your inner thighs 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 joking I mean that thing is poking

I mean your kinda like that girl that is 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 can do with lotion

Don't need a towel we can 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

Can I hit it in the morning

Yeah can I hit it in the morning

Yeah can I hit in the morning

The sun risin while you moaning

Baby

Can I hit it in the morning

Uhh can I hit it in the morning

Yeah can I hit in the morning

The sun risin while you moaning

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 learning not to judge a woman by the shit that she wears

Therefore, you shouldn't judge a nigga 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 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 Im talkin'

About, tomorrow you'll be callin' out

Cause tonight we getting right into the wee morn'

Cook a 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

And 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 moaning

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 moaning