(LYRICS) J Cole ft. Drake - In The Morning

“In The Morning” is a collaborative hip-hop song by J. Cole featuring Drake, released in 2011. The track explores the theme of a casual romantic encounter with a woman after a night of partying. Both artists deliver smooth and introspective verses, creating a mellow and relatable vibe. “In The Morning” became a favorite among hip-hop enthusiasts for its lyrical prowess and the synergy between J. Cole and Drake. Check out the In The Morning Lyrics, Download, and Video here…

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In The Morning Lyrics

Uh, baby, you summertime fine, I let you get on top, I be the underlineI’m tryna get beside you like the number nine, dimeYou fine as hell, I guess I met you for a reason, only time can tellBut 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 treesGettin’ lifted, I quit but shit, I might get high with youIt’s only fitting ’cause I’m looking super fly with youA flower, you are powerful, you do something to me‘Cause, girl, I caught the vibes like you threw something to meSo 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 PatronNow 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’

Uh, baby you winter time coldThe night is still young, drink that dinner wine slowI’m tryna make the goose bumps on your inner thigh showI’ll let you beat me there as far as finish lines goYeah, and if you gotta leave for workI’ll be right here in the same bed that you left me inI love thick women ’cause my aunt, she rode equestrianI used to go to the stables and get them kids to bet meAnd I would always ride the stallions whenever she let meI’m joking, I mean that thing is pokingI mean you kinda like that girl that’s in the US OpenI mean I got this hidden agenda that you provokingI got bath water that you can soak inThings I could do with lotionDon’t need a towel, we could dry off in the coversAnd when you think you like it, I promise you gon’ love itYeah, when lights coming through the drapes and we both yawningI roll over and ask if

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 ownGod bless the woman that can hold PatronGod bless her homegirl that drove us homeNo strings attached, like a cordless phoneYou see my intentions with you is clearI’m learning not to judge a woman by the shit that she wearTherefore, you shouldnt judge a nigga off of the shit that you hearGet all defensive, apprehensive, all because my careerTo be fair, I know we barely know each other and yeahSomehow 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’Cook a nigga breakfast after sex is like a rewardThen I go my 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 moanin’

Can I hit it in the morning?Can I hit it in the morning?Ayy, can I hit it in the morning?The sun rising while you moanin’ (yeah)

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