In the morning j cole lyrics

The Lyrics for In the Morning by J Cole feat. Drake have been translated into 4 languages

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

Writer(s): Aubrey Graham, Leslie Merceron, Xavier Smith, Jermaine Cole

J. Cole( Jernaine Lamarr Cole ) In the Morning

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 aint no thing, I used to blow trees
Gettin lifted, I quit but shit, I might get high with you
Its 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
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'Yea, yea now are you shy or is you freaky lady?
Are you shallow cause if not I'll take it deeper baby
Tell me what turns you on
You like the slow songs?
You like some candles lit?
That ain't really my style
But see I planned a trip
And yea we both cumin
Just tell me how you want it
I give it to you like I owe you something-when I'm on it
On it like my job
I'm hoping I confess
This life gets hard I can take away your stress if you let me
Uh, You knew just what this was when you met me
So let your guard down girl
I'll take your bra down girl and undress ya
Real slow yea I'll make you feel special
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I can feel your heart beating fast
From the passion, ya hands reaching for the sheets to grab
And now ya leaking while we freaking ain't no speakin but you're moaning!
You're so fine I got to give it to you

Now can I hit it I the morning?
Can I hit it in the morning?
Can I hit it in the morning?
The sun rising while you moaning
Ay so can I hit it in the morning?
Can I hit it in the morning?
Ay can I hit it in the morning?
The sun rising while you moaning

I got a slight obsession-of watchin your face while ya moaning
Do you like caressin or do you like aggression?
You the fighting, wrestling, biting pillows
Do you want it in the dark or while the lights is still on?
I'm fantasizing in my mind bout how your body feel
While we sweating you drippin wet from what your body spill
Now if you're nervous and you're hesitant just let it go
See baby lately seems my life been hell
And heaven knows that you looking like an angel
Sent from the heavens, God bless your every angle
Got a nigga tangle in your spider web
I'm doing shit I never might of did
And I ain't stopping baby even if the light is red
Your body's right as rain
So where the hydroplane
That ass is fat baby ain't no way to hide your frame
Thank God I found you
Just holla when you want it
Cause girl your so thorough

Now can I hit it I 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?